It's a miracle that I haven't spontaneously combusted yet. I can't believe I survived 80's night withdrawals, semi-re-adapting from my "college life" sleep schedule (I call it that, but ironically, I wasn't in college much when I lived up north),putting a complete hold on my social life, and of course, not eating a McFlurry every day for breakfast.
Lately though, I've got that itch... I don't know if it is the fabulous weather, or recent Conor Oberst concert I attended with Annie, but for some reason I can't get my mind off that dreaded three letter word...
Fun.
I've caught myself daydreaming about Lagoon, Road trips, Seven Peaks, four-wheeling, camping, concert going, movie watching, memory making FUN!
I think it might be because I am currently only taking one class, and it's an easy A.
I'm pretty much just incredibly jealous, no-- envious of anyone living near the Gallivan Center in downtown SLC this summer. Monday evenings are free Hitchcock movie night. Outstanding. Thursday evenings are free concert night. Great.
So basically I'm petitioning for some freaking fun in Monti. I think we should have a dance party. Who's with me! Please, pretty please I'm begging you, I'll do anything, anything you ask! Grandma? Grandpa? Sister Wright? Brother Smith? um.... anyone?