Actually, I've got a package from Jen that I get to opn on Friday morning, so that'll make it a fun and exciting day... No, really! I love mail, and I can't wait to open it. Especially since she's threatened me with death if I open it before Friday. Well, maybe not death; just put a healthy fear of the Jen-monster in me.
And I get to hang out with Laurel in the evening. My hot, sexy date. :o) I won't get the fun of sewing her boob shut this year, though. Long story. But really funny. And thus began our fascination with sharing breat-related experiences.
I'm trying to make myself laugh. Is it working?
I don't know. You tell me.
Sad, though, that I had more action on Valentine's Day when I was in high school than I've had since then. Wow. You know your love life is going downhill when...
Anyways, enough pity party for me for today. I need sleep. I've got a monologue and two scenes due tomorrow, so I'm dragging a towel, hair dryer, formal dress (including backless, strapless bra), heels, and sewing kit to class with me tomorrow. Should be interesting, I think. :o)
And, if you haven't done this yet, go do it! Okay? Sweet dreams.
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