Aaaack!

I have a million things to do in the very few days left before I go home. I can get a lot of them done today and tomorrow (since I get off of work very, very early), but I also have plans the next two nights (flamenco dance show and dinnner at a friends house). The crappy thing is that what I really want to do is just sleep and spend time with my boyfriend. Basically my life would be better if I didn't have to work. That's it I am buying a lottery ticket! Hmmmm. . .

(Perceive how I was able not to make this a super gushy email about my wonderful boyfriend.)

(I guess that first parenthetical sort of wrecked it. Oh well, he is totally worth it.)