Manicure, spend time with friend's boyfriend, last minute chores and packing, then off to Raleigh at night. It's a red eye with a stop in Atlanta, I'm going to die getting there.
I expect gifts for my efforts, mister b.
(and I know you look at this, so you can't feign ignorance to my wants and needs. think... diamonds.)
i might eat something too, because i'm feeling a little light headed and i don't know when you wanted to go to the cafe.