Oddly enough, I want a cheeseburger. But not a crappy fast food burger. I want a hand-shaped patty of ground beef, cooked on a grill, with a thick slice of sharp cheddar cheese (none of that processed American crap), pickles, and tomatoes, on a toasted sesame seed bun. I haven't had a good cheeseburger in years, but if I eat beef, I'll get a wicked stomachache (which won't matter if I'm just going to die after I eat). I also want pizza and ice cream.
I pre-registered for Pennsic. Yay! Must remember to poke Andy if he hasn't done it yet. Only less than two months! I also need to pre-reg for Confluence and make hotel reservations, but I have like a month. Oh yeah, anyone want to room with me this year? Pleeeeeeease?
I find it amusing that I still have high school dreams 8 years after graduating. Last night was the typical "first day of school, and I supposedly have the same locker, but I can't remember where it was or the combination, and I have a vague idea of which class I'm supposed to go to, but I'm not sure where I put my schedule" dream. I was apparently taking a drama class that had something to do with teenagers, but I couldn't find the damn classroom and worried I was going to be late.
