The Goods

I have devised a plan of attack for using up each week's meal plan.

I had so many possibilities for the weekend, I actually had to make decisions.

This weekend is Fall Break and my parents are coming to visit.

I now have at least one friend in each class to whom I can make snide comments or simply chat in the [rare] event that I am early.

It may be 90 degrees out, but there is a breeze.

I have my sanity back because the horrible whining, whistling sound from our AC is gone. I have turned off my music and opened my door, basking in the soft, whirring sound of the air rushing through the vent, as it should.

One word: Josh.