
I'm starting to hate the airport less. I just wish I could sleep.
Staying with my sister was fun. Though, it looks like she lives in a broke down house and everything needs to be replaced. I'm going to write a letter to Jim Wallis:
Dear J-Dub,
Why you let yo' interns live in squalor?
Donna
I've also started talking like my sister. Skipping helper verbs and cussing like a sailor.