It's over an hour after my bedtime and my beloved keeps saying "go to bed" but they're up to the part in Road Trip where stiffler says "1800 miles in 3 days? Road trip!" and I fear I am thereby doomed to a week over overexhaustion.
Bailed on an appointment to see a condo and got my nails done instead today. Which was after a Friday night movie, gigantic bonfire on Saturday, and a Sunday devoid of any productivity. It's becoming clear that I have the same priorities and past times as a pre-pubescent midwesterner.
Austin. Austin Massachusetts.