A Time Bomb

I have a problem. It's a problem regarding my usual problem. Yeah, the one regarding "time."

I'm a complainer, so kill me, but seriously, I'm always caught in between this problem of time.

It's either:

1. I have none

2. I have too much.

Either way, it bothers me. By the way, I am open to solutions.

fortune cookies

whenever i read a fortune cookie outloud now i hear straight after, "in bed." This brings me to my next point. I love the "that's what she said" line.

sister, sister, never knew how much i missed her

So, maybe that Tia and Tamara reference is lost on some of you, but the meaning is basically the same. My sister Colleen Marie Marshall is booking it back to the United States in a little less than two weeks. It's hard to even believe it. I saw her about six months ago when my parents and I met up with her in Thailand, and now I will see her again. It was one thing to see her in a foreign country away from all things either of us really knew, but I think when she is back in one of Chicago's North Shore suburbs it'll be more insane for her to see the enormous differences. It's not that her mindset will have changed completely, but I think there'll be some substantial changes. Honestly, I'm looking forward to seeing how it goes. But really, I'm just excited to go to Medieval Times with her during her visit. It's going to rock. I've never been before, and apparently I'm going to be able to take the Black Knight. Super, super excited!