it's called procrastination...

and I'm doing it right now.

Can't midterms and this week just be over already so I can:

1 - go to NY and see my soon-to-be-gallbladder-less sister
2 - get fitted for my best friend's bridesmaids dress
3 - see Lo
4 - GO TO LONDON!!!!!!
5 - Did I mention...GO TO LONDON!!!!!

Other good news...tomorrow I'm getting a countertop - finally! Dear reader, if you are a twenty-somethings female...don't ever remodel your kitchen without help. I have no idea what I was thinking! I mean, I'll admit that I'm pretty proud of myself -- but at the same time, I may or may not have an ulcer from this experience.

Here's something I write about often...the internet. Why do people think this is a venue for secret messages? I'll never understand it. It drives me bonkers. There have been several occassions recently where this topic has come up...people saying, "Oh, they can see that?" The internet is public people...it's public! Other people can see what you are doing! CHULLO? Anybody is home in dere?

Also, lying doesn't do anyone any good. Lying = bad. Note to everyone...stop lying.

Ok, now that that stuff is out of the way...

I'M GOING TO LONDON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Dear London,

See you in exactly one week.

Love,
Kate