Remind me to never drink chai so late at night. Although, it was a functioning cup of chai, as I had to finish writing a paper. Regardless. Now I can't sleep.

So my new life-plan involves going to San Francisco. Ok, not life-plan, but spring-break plan. To visit a pal. The idea that the states are connected on this continent hasn't sunk in yet, apparently. The dialogue in my mind:

Me #1: "Like, I can actually drive to another state?"
Me #2: "What?"
Me #3: "Blasphemy! Heresy! Lobotomy!"
Me #2: "In that order of operations!"
Me #1: "Pshaw-forget you-guys." [exuent]

Something like that. Hopefully my sleeping will involve a sofa that doesn't cost me anything.

And what does Saran Wrap have to do with Agent Orange?