Thursday.

Seems like a freaking lifetime from now.

I wish more than anything that he could just be here now, watching Adult Swim with me on my new flatscreen tv that I would be more than happy to share with him until it stops working. (Yes, Mark, that means you can just come over whenever you want). Also, I have the best parents in the world for getting me said flatscreen for Christmas. I almost want to sleep on the couch tonight. That sounds fun.

Anyway, Sarah has graduated. That means the Weather Reports has officially made it through both of her graduations. Let's see if it will make it through both of mine; or if I will even make it.

Also, why do I always forget how to delete people from Facebook? I feel like going on a deleting spree.