I am feeling restless. My summer is ending very shortly and I have not done anything really fun. Normally, when I feel like I am too dull for my own good I call my Mike and we go a-drinkin'. It's not even that he is that far away, he's only over in Rhodey, but somehow I feel like that is getting old. He never calls me anymore, and I figure that I probably will never see him anymore, which is most likely for the best.
But in the meantime I have to go out to Boston and have some fun before I head out west. I think I might go out at the end of this week when I am off. I don't know.
All I know is that I have a major case of the blahs.