Back in Binghamton and with my girlie.  She apparently ripped up the new bed I got her when Brendan went to pick up his girlfriend at the bus station, but that is why I got one for only $10!  I think from now on I'll need to take out her bed and whatever else she isn't supposed to chew up out of her crate whenever she is left by herself. 

I really wonder if I should blacklist Transatlanticism.  I was listening to Death Cab while driving, and was completely fine.  Then that song came on and once the lyrics started I started crying.  It was so fucking sudden and weird and I didn't know how to handle it.  But I love that song too much to blacklist it.   

This entry was going to be longer but I'm kind of tired and sick and everything and maybe because of driving or because of tiredness I'm just really drawing blanks on what I want to say.  Derp.  Instead, have a picture of Jack and Rebecca from last night.