Tomorrow I drive back to Gordon.
The day after I go to Ireland.
IRELAND.
Excitement has begun, but really I just need to get through tomorrow before I'm really excited.
I'm preparing by watching leap year, and lying in bed.
So tired.
I had a great great day.  I realized that having breakfast is a wonderful thing and I will now consider doing it semi-regularly.  Homie, Heather, Lucia and I awoke at 7am and went to a nice restaurant for breakfast in Philadelphia with Aunt Sue & Uncle Ned.  I had turkey sausage, grapefruit, and tea.  Delicious.
Then we walked a few blocks to the Mummers Parade.  It was hysterical.  So funny.  It was like 9am and everyone was totally sloshed.  All of the mummers walked by holding beer cans, already drunk.  So funny.  There was also an incident where an ET mummer stepped out of a car right in front of me.  Nightmare.  I ran.
So we stood at the parade for about three and a half hours until we could no longer handle the cold.  Then we went out to lunch, and came home.  I'm freakishly tired.
I'm really really nervous for Ireland.  I'm not good with change; I need something familiar.  I love the people on my trip and I know we'll all get to be friends and I'm not worried about that, I'm just worried about the fact that I won't have a best friend.  I won't have a Kesh or Tibbs or Steph to vent or make jokes or just chill with.  I know I'll have the people on the trip, but they don't know me and can't possibly know me that well during the course of these eleven days.  I'm going it alone, and that scares me.
Also, I freaking hate driving to school.  Driving home is worse, but shoot every time I wonder why the heck I decided to go to school so far away.
Ugh.
I'm just cranky because I'm tired.
On the plus side, I used the remainder of my american express gift card to buy the Next to Normal soundtrack.
Yes, Tibbs, I did it.
Get ready.
Anywho, I'm going to sleep.
Happy New Year!