If summer vacation gets here any more slowly, I swear to God I'm going to go crazy... er. I have some awful news for everyone with a favorite teacher in their lives - by the end of the yera, no matter how great a relationship you had with them, no matter how awesome of a student you were, for those last two weeks of school, they HATED YOUR FUCKING GUTS. Everyone I talk to assures me this is the case, and I'm witnessing it firsthand. (By the by, if there's an abnormally aggressive tone to this, it's because I'm writing it through one of the worst headaches I've ever had the displeasure of experiencing. I told my 6th period that it feels like I shrank my scalp in the dryer.)

It's still weird to talk about MY wedding. Right now I'm still excited about it, because it feels like we're just planning a big huge party for all our friends and family. I'm sure once we get closer to the date, things will get more hectic. I hope everyone else is as excited as I am, though.

Last bit o' news, if you can call it that - I'll be in Sweatlands this coming weekend, coming in either Saturday morning or late Friday. I'm going to hate driving, but whatever. It's funny, because I was supposed to go to Alli's cousins' (hot twin cousins) graduation on Saturday in Smell-A, but we sorta decided it might just be easier for me to go directly home so we don't have to address the awkward situation of "where does Matt sleep?" Let's just say our two families have distinctly different outlooks on the bed-sharing issue. Anyway, I'm done being a man, I'm going to go take something for this nasty headache.

posted by MAtt D. at 2:47 PM