Breaking News: I'm a Gremlin

You have not misread my title. I am in fact a gremlin. I went out to dinner with my floor (it was one girl's birthday) and we didn't end up eating until really late, maybe about 9 p.m. We went to The Works. That burger place must see a lot of students, but I never get tired of it. With about 100 different burgers, it's not really an issue. Plus, I made good use of my birthday coupon. I got a free burger! All I had to pay for was my mocha oreo milkshake. And oh yes, it is just as good as it sounds.

Now it is 12:41 in the a.m. and I am still wiiiiiide awake! Kitty was the one who diagnosed me as a gremlin. This is exactly why I don't feed after 8 p.m. I become this raging wild beast! Behold!

I was going to start packing because I'M GOING HOME TOMORROW! In fact, in less than 24 hours, I am going to be back in Toronto and snuggling down into my own sweet bed. Life is grand. The only problem is, I have yet to pack and there's nothing I can do about it because tomorrow is laundry day. I can't possibly pack what I don't have.

So now that I've killed some time, I think I will start sorting out the things other than clothes that will be making the wonderful trip home with me. Ahh the life of a gremlin is really going to hit me like a pie in the face tomorrow.