December 22, 2005
Checking In

Well, survived the plane flight (although my mom left our passports in the house, which I think the stupidest trip mistake yet), although I still totally don't want to be here. Which means there will probably be rants about why exactly I don't like Florida. As well as Rufus-bits, Tseng-bits, and possibly Eva-bits because I have all these little images and they won't leave me alone.