Haha, so apparently baking soda and olive oil aren't the best things to be putting on your face. ARGH, I give up.
I pretty much know how to drive to the airport now. Whee! Getting there isn't so bad, but because my dad freestyled it on the highway on the way back the first time, he showed me "the back route"/"post office route." They leave at 4 in the morning, so traffic then shouldn't be a problem, but I have to pick up my dad in the afternoon on a Friday. Ewe.
My brother is taking Teemo for shots right now. You guys, this is going to sound ridiculous, but... Have you ever heard somebody say, "~Follow your passion, and you'll never work a day in your life!~" and have you ever heard somebody who actually gets to do that, and he/she, even when they're exhausted, consider themselves so, so lucky? THIS IS HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS CAT. My hands are scratched up, and he eats my hair, but sometimes I'm just like, "Is this real life? Are we really allowed to have a pet? Indoors? And pick him up? IS THIS WHAT CHILDHOOD AND HAPPINESS IS LIKE???"
On the other hand, I'm good completely relinquishing