It wouldn't be so bad if Erin weren't coming over tomorrow for a day of HARDCORE PARTYING. We're gonna read Shakespeare and make smores and probably watch The Office. TO THE EXTREME. Better lock us up before we get into some real trouble. Crazy kids, we are. I'm just gonna keep going with this until I run into a wall.
I should really go sleep. Please let it rain tomorrow. Then, at least, it won't be this cold.
God dild you!