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Wheee!
Yay. I'm home. It's gooooood to be home finally. Yay.
By the way, I am the EXTREME PACKING GENIUS!!!! I got all my crap into Toby AND I could see out my windows and in all of my mirrors. Oh, yes. I really did laugh the whole way, too. Everything I put in there, I laughed. Ha ha ha.
SO I got home, and pretty much went straight back out with my mom and sister and met my uncle, aunt, two young cousins and my grandpa and ate out and the Candlelight Restaurant for my Grandpa's 75 birthday.
Today, I went shopping. And I bought waaaaaay too much. But it's okay, because, as it turns out, when Hartwick and the government went over my paperwork, they find that they did it wrong the first time (imagine my surprise at hearing that) and that they owed me $7,000 dollars of the money I had paid them. So I now have $7,000 dollards that I thought was lost forever and my mom is no longer trying to convince me to transfer to SUNY New Paltz. Yay for that.
After that, I went out for sushi with Clinton, Chelsea, and Kerri. It was a good time. I told them my drunk story and, just as Clinton was eating (or is it drinking?) his miso soup, I got to the part about the foreign tongue in my mouth. He's taken to calling Alex Bean "The Soup Ruiner." It was amusing. Then we went to TCYCBCYC and got some frozen yogurt parfaits. Then we watched "The Triplets of Belleville" at my house. And then we talked some more. I had to pay Clinton back for calling my "Passably attractive" by accident by following up his statement "There's only one hot guy with dredlocks in upstate New York" with "Who?" (Clinton is growing dredlocks, and of course, we had a conversation about dredlocks :):):)).
All in all it's been a pretty good time thusfar at home. Except when Itu (or TuTu, as I like to call him, despite the fact that his actual name is Jackson) ran off into the wilderness carrying Hallie's purse complete with a fifty dollar bill inside. Yeah, that was drama. But luckily, somebody found the purse and returned it later (Complete with fifty dollar bill inside!) Wheeee. Well, I hope everyone's having fun at home too. Now, I must go watch Buffy . . .
By the way, I am the EXTREME PACKING GENIUS!!!! I got all my crap into Toby AND I could see out my windows and in all of my mirrors. Oh, yes. I really did laugh the whole way, too. Everything I put in there, I laughed. Ha ha ha.
SO I got home, and pretty much went straight back out with my mom and sister and met my uncle, aunt, two young cousins and my grandpa and ate out and the Candlelight Restaurant for my Grandpa's 75 birthday.
Today, I went shopping. And I bought waaaaaay too much. But it's okay, because, as it turns out, when Hartwick and the government went over my paperwork, they find that they did it wrong the first time (imagine my surprise at hearing that) and that they owed me $7,000 dollars of the money I had paid them. So I now have $7,000 dollards that I thought was lost forever and my mom is no longer trying to convince me to transfer to SUNY New Paltz. Yay for that.
After that, I went out for sushi with Clinton, Chelsea, and Kerri. It was a good time. I told them my drunk story and, just as Clinton was eating (or is it drinking?) his miso soup, I got to the part about the foreign tongue in my mouth. He's taken to calling Alex Bean "The Soup Ruiner." It was amusing. Then we went to TCYCBCYC and got some frozen yogurt parfaits. Then we watched "The Triplets of Belleville" at my house. And then we talked some more. I had to pay Clinton back for calling my "Passably attractive" by accident by following up his statement "There's only one hot guy with dredlocks in upstate New York" with "Who?" (Clinton is growing dredlocks, and of course, we had a conversation about dredlocks :):):)).
All in all it's been a pretty good time thusfar at home. Except when Itu (or TuTu, as I like to call him, despite the fact that his actual name is Jackson) ran off into the wilderness carrying Hallie's purse complete with a fifty dollar bill inside. Yeah, that was drama. But luckily, somebody found the purse and returned it later (Complete with fifty dollar bill inside!) Wheeee. Well, I hope everyone's having fun at home too. Now, I must go watch Buffy . . .