I have to take a friend to the airport this evening, and it snowed again, and I got called into work, and would rather work than drive to the airport, but have a commitment.  The airport is near Booty’s house, and it would have been nice to just zip on up there to see her after, but that was part of our miscommunication, and she already has plans I guess.  Hmph.

I feel like there are a million things I need to do in the next ten days before I leave, but don’t want to do any of them.  I just want to lay around in my pjs and watch TV and feel sorry for myself.