Tonight I'm flying back east for my brother Marc's Bar Mitzvah. It's a red eye flight, so this should be extra fun. Thursday is picture day, which means that I get to have my hair done at the salon (a necessity after spending the night on a plane) and then pretned to be extremely happy. Friday night and Saturday morning are services, with a kiddush on Saturday. And Sunday night I'll get back on a plane, preferably one flying west. I'm so excited that I could just pass out from exhaustion. Bouncy bouncy bouncy.

However, before I leave, there are six and a half million things that need to be done. Pick up stuff from the drug store, return the evil rental car, steal Matt's car so I can get to my last class of the quarter, go to my last class, pack. I think I'll start by taking a shower. Right now. ::splash splash::