so - i'm officially all packed. i'm leaving (last minute decision) to go to Holly's house until Monday night. I have to meet Will. I've got my camera packed, it was one of the first items taken care of. In fact, I might have to turn my undies inside out & wear the same shirt & borrow Holly's toothbrush, but I'll get plenty of picture of the little baby! Plus, its Neddie's birthday today. Who doesn't want to go see their 42 year old mother? I mean, seriously.
why haven't i left yet? you ask yourself - cause my gosh darn Harry Potter book hasn't been delivered yet! I'm dying. I'm in agony. I have a headache. (that's not related to the book, just another bitch... when i get on a roll, i can't stop)
if this confunit ups driver doesn't get here soon, i'll be sitting out at the park bench by my front door crying. waiting. sweating. it won't be a pretty sight. as you all know - i could make a truck driver blush with the words that can come out of my mouth & i won't be holding back on him!