Why must time fly? I mean sure there are times when time flying is great, but I want this friday to be a million years away. I don't want Tomek to go back home. I know it's not the last time I'll see him, but I forget what it's like being away from him. After 8 straight months, this will be so hard :(
Now he's test packing to make sure everything will fit and within weight limits. And some things he'll leave here for me to send at a later date. Which I don't mind at all.
Jasper is cuddled up so cute by my leg, keeping it nice and warm. And I am watching about the earth on the history channel. Lately I feel like I would want to be an astronomer. All the universe things interest me so much its unbelievable. But I would fail all the math programs I would need in order to earn the degree. Why must I be horrible at math? Gr. But I think a medical esthetician would suit me. I think I would enjoy that job very much.
And for now, I bid everyone a good night :) sleep tight!
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