So this weekend is finally here. I'm anxious, nervous, apprehensive, and you get the idea. After nights of wondering what will happen, a few dreams, and a ton of conversation I am on my way to Binghamton. This should prove interesting.
I'm as over Jess as I'm going to be now. Dad put it best (and I'm paraphrasing here): "Men take a long time to get over their exes- well into their life. After a while, you just get used to seeing them around. Doesn't suck any less though."
I wonder what Mom had to say to this.