welp, it's that time again.

5 days at home. behaving like a respectable, well bred young lady.



i'm a little fuzzy on the specifics...



i'm excited.


i get to see my most beautiful bean.


and take a break from this


and this

and be in love. with someone other than myself. and my friends and my lifestyle and the booze and wild times.

be smitten with the very most important people.

the ones i worship.


and

relaxxx.


it's forbidden.



sometimes it seems that way.


5 days of goodness to ward off the shittiness.

and i hate this post. it makes me want to kill myself.