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Aah, home. *snogs ethernet* A bit miffed that I didn't get to see Lance and Jessie skydive with mah girls, but I got updates from everyone while walking through three different terminals, and I really do need tomorrow to study and do that French paper due, oh, last Wednesday. These boys have got to stop putting me out like this during the last weeks of school!

Or you know, keep making it worth my while as much as they have.

I really don't have very many coherent words strung together yet from this week. It's all the ones I've already abused in the myriad phone posts and so much more. I love JC even more, which while previously believed physically impossible, stands as fact, and in my more delusional moments, I bask in the warmth of believing a little of the things y'all have razzed me about since Vegas and Sunset. I love my girls and curse geography and my unfulfilled promise of flying cars and personal transporters that keep us far apart. I love the "secret" compartment of my purse and technology in general. I'm just a whole lotta love right now.

You know what's nice? Mail backlog. My membership package for JC arrived, among some other goodies. I'm a registered Democrat! And a United States passport holder!

Big thanks to giddyupnow for everything this week. Also to fuskeez for transcribing my often rambly and squee-filled posts of the past couple of days. Caught up on footage, thank you everyone, promise I'll comment in the morning.

I owe replies and reviews. But mostly, I need sleep, because two of my most darling girls are gonna "jump" me first thing in the morrow for breakfast festivities, and I can't wait.

Question of the Day:

How do you know if you're driving in Gainesville at three in the morning? You make it from I-75 to Buckman Drive without any red lights. And on top of that? Got parking in front of my dorm. Yeah, me too.

Glad everyone's back on the ground and home safely, whether that entailed working parachutes or just the right amount of coffee and loud driving music. Love to all of you, and good night.

Ahahaha!

Oh, those kids at the JJB.

She's worried JC was being 'girlfriendy boyfriendy' with me.

Oh, honey, that's sweet. What would I have been doing in the pit if those had been the circumstances? While you can trust my post about the experience will be one of the most wanktastic things in all the world, don't think I'm taking it to heart.

Much.

The emoticon she used is adorable though:

Bed! No, really! *g*