I am all packed for Boston, except for my toothbrush! I leave St. Louis tomorrow at noon. Now it’s off to TA at the Moian, where my night will be fabulous as long as 1. Mizzou beats Nebraska and 2. the Rockies sweep the Phillies. But as we know, rock always beats sandwich, right? I know the Phillies aren’t really sandwiches, but it makes for a cheesy/gritty mental picture 
. Whiz with, please.
Packing wasn’t too bad- I hope my suitcase is under the airline’s weight limit. It’s so weird that I’m not going to be here at all next week! I kept wanting to start making week-ahead “to do” lists of the homework, etc. that I’m normally burdened with. But then I remembered, oh yeah, I get the week off. Sweet. Not that it’s really a true “vacation,” but any week in Boston has to be amazing, right?
I’m not too nervous, yet, but maybe the anxiety of a week-long interview is expressing itself in my dreams. A couple nights ago my subconscious had me in Boston, where the interns decided to do a step-off dance competition instead of designing pages. Stomp-stomp-clap, y’all. We were at a mall.
Anyhow, I am basically super excited .
*I think I messed up the post before this one- it was actually written 4 days ago but it didn’t publish. Oops.*
