At last, a countdown that has nothing to do with blogs. It's now officially T-minus 20 days until the big one. I haven't done all that I wanted to (though I still may slip across the border under the wire), but I have done ... some stuff. Fuck. I'm going to be the most pathetic 30 year old ever. If anyone's going to be in town for the next 20 days, look for me at the bar. I'll be the one swilling margaritas and lamenting my lack of a misspent youth.
On a side note, why the hell can't I add tequila to my wishlist? Because I'm gonna need all I can get.
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