Before I left work today, I tidied up my desk. The papers had been mating. When I was done, you could hardly tell I work there, even.

My car is freshly gassed up–only cost $432.64 to do it–and gulped down a gallon of windshield wiper fluid. I took out the booster seats, and vacuumed the Horror That Lay Beneath.

I have my maps, my camera, my laptop, and a deep need for pretty new shoes and someone who will call me a gigantic dork and mean it as a compliment.

I dunno… I looked it up, and supposedly the Vermont state motto is “Freedom and Unity.” I am here to tell you that that’s all wrong, this weekend. THIS weekend, the Vermont state motto is, “Estrogen, footwear, and drunkeness.”

I’ve never been so excited to bring my stalking tendencies to a head! This time tomorrow, Joshilyn will have finished her book tour. And I will have hopefully made her spew at least one drink out of her nose. Because that’s what friends are for, and I’m pretty sure there isn’t anything else worth doing in Vermont, anyway.