24 Hours and Counting

I'm really not sure the ibook and I are going to survive three weeks of each other's company. Because i think it is CRAP. and i don't frankly care if it thinks the same of me.

It needs reformatted. oi.

BUT. OMG TICKETS CAME. THIRD. ROW. AISLE. OMGOMGOMG. YAAAAAAAY. Tabs called to flail and was like "I think they noticed us last time because we were foreign" and my response was "well, you ain't gettin any more foreign than me, so get excited."

but i do instead get a ridiculous headache. nnnnnngh.

Owaranai Tabiji o Wasurenai You ni