Right

Well, obviously. I knew. I have a notorious habit of wanting those I can't have. 

The hour-long speed race down the 405 to San Clemente (during which I was nearly squashed by a Hummer) was made up for by Nigel's sterling host performance and some delicious food. The group showed up after me. They're always great fun. Especially when shrieking from the back of the Wilson family's golf cart as it plummets downhill. And surprisingly, I understand Econ a little better. Another study sesh in the future? As long as Thai food and golf carts are involved, count me in.

Blanketed. Actually, plastic bagged. I feel bad. I thought maybe, maybe. But after seeing that, I'm pretty sure I was incorrect. I guess I would have done something similar, so there may be hope. I'm most likely in way over my head. 

Tomorrow:

-Mom's birthday

-study

-hope

-get excited over a typical act of kindness