Right now I am being forced to listen to the carrying voices of a cluster of 11-13 girls outside my window. Obviously one of my neighbors is having a slumber party, and these pre-pubescent girls are on a sugar high and apparently are up past their bedtimes. They're having extreme difficulty keeping their giggles down too. I would close my window, but the slight breeze is masking any hint of humid air in my room. So, maybe I will get all nostalgic about the most awkward and uncomfortable years of my life, but I'd rather not. It's weird because some of us were talking on the lake tonight about how GAY girls that age are. At least that's what I was thinking during the conversation. It's really like a cult. Girls that age are awfully strange. I should know, you know, I was one at some point.

So, I lost my toothbrush and found it .. on the floor next to the toilet. I boiled a pot of water and chucked it in. I didn't know how long it needed to boil for, but I wanted it to be longer than shorter too make sure it got de-germified. I sort of forgot about it, and checked like 15 minutes later and my toothbrush was melting! The plastic is now all misshapen and horribly deformed. It's really kind of funny. But I won't have time to get a new one tomorrow before PA, so now I'm stuck with a reject toilet toothbrush. Just how I like em'.

I listened to the new Regina CD again today when I was driving home from work because I wanted to have an open mind this time. I ended up liking it a lot more! I am not a huge fan of a couple of the songs, but I loved others. I even cried during one because I thought it was so beautiful. Maybe that was a little overdramatic...

I never want to pack ... I just want to sleep and sleep and wake up in Pennsylvania all packed and ready for fun. Hopefully tomorrow I don't wake up with temporary conjunctivitis in one eye like this morning which was terrible, temporarily.