Near the cemetary

I don't actually know if any of the same people who might call me are reading this thing on a semi-regular basis but here I am in Arlington and there my cell phone is back at home. Convenient, eh? And they took this great sample of Chanel lipgloss away from me at the security checkpoint. Little did they know, I actually was planning to down the plane with .025 ounces of pink goo. Anyway, I'll be home Tuesday night. If you are important enough, I'll be calling you on my mom's cell phone to give you that number-- if you think I am important enough to call in the first place, of course. I hope you are all thinking happy, comfy, living quarters thoughts about me... I basically have tomorrow during which I HAVE to find an apartment. EEK!