Premature Nostalgia: Are we nostalgic yet?
I wore my contacts to school today, because I figured wouldn't staring at a computer screen for too long. Then called Alex at 4:00. "Buy a bottle of wine," I instructed him, "because tonight, I'm relaxing. I'm celebrating handing in my portfolio."
At 8:00 p.m. he called me. "When do you think you'll be here?" I was still at school. "Maybe by 10."
It's after midnight. I'm still in the magazine lab. Only three days left.