okay so now i'm sad. and i almost want to put my hands in a T, call time-out, and get my buddy superman to fly around the earth and stop this shit.

because that's it, we're outta time.

jenn's packin up tomorrow and leaving friday. i'm headin outta here in 3 plus change weeks. it's like the end of a really great movie, you know? like when mark and nicole and reem introduced me to wet hot american summer, and it was so good and so over the top funny that i was sad when it was over.

so cheers to the bus driver, double cheers to the madison kids we met while we were here, and jenn can suck it for making me sad that we can't hang no more. except that we're gettin lunch tomorrow, and when i give her a goodbye hug i'm totally gonna try and touch her butt. shhh, don't ruin it, it'll be a surprise.