Kristin. I ordered our tickets. Two orchestra seats. We're fucking going to see Fall Out Boy. :D :D :D


Last night I came up with a brilliant plan. Unfortunately Wal-mart didn't have what I need to enact said plan, but I'll get it before we get to Maine. I'm going to get an iPod voice recorder, and sit with Poppy and have him tell me all the awesome stories about when he was younger. When he worked for the mob as a gas station attendant/gambling courier. How he met my Nana. How when he was just a little boy with polio, his mom would take him down to the beach and let the waves hit his legs because it was said to be good for healing.

That's the best thing I can think of. Getting his stories where other people can find out how awesome he was.

My parents say we're coming back either Tuesday or Wednesday. God only knows which it's actually going to be closer to. But my mom's on my case to be ready, and I still need to shower, so: you can text me from my profile, and I strongly encourage you all to take advantage of that because I'm going to be lonely with just my family for company.

Love you all, see you in a few days. ♥