catch ya'll later

Tomorrow morning I leave for Texas to check out a university that titles every e-mail and letter with an overly enthusiastic "Howdy!" 

I'm flying there with my dear mum and I will be back Sunday night. I look forward to 70 degree weather and not very much else. Perhaps I will meet a cowboy. If so, I will take pictures. For his sake, I hope he's not a smoker...I'd be forced to show him a copy of my "Teen Statistic" poem.

 Hopefully Mallory will remember to feed the beluga. HAH stole her joke way back when! I'm the worst.