Oh it's no problem Jane! Sorry I wasn't here to chat with you some more, I've been beating the life out of my theory homework, to no avail. Ah, well.
I mean, during the commercial breaks of "A League of Their Own," of course.
Spoo!
Dakota- THANKS!
So my dorm sits square between a set of train tracks, and the highway 81. All night, the sound of semi trucks speeding past lulls me to sleep, and every morning, I'm woken by the sound of a train groaning past. My roommate (with whom I am NOT friends) just turns to me and says, "Sarah, it's bad enough that I have to sit here and listen to the highway and a train. In the morning, could you PLEASE make sure you walk slowly so your flipflops don't make too much noise? I mean, honestly."
Seriously?
I have 39 days left.