the city that never sleeps

I just got back from New Orleans. Why did I go back there? Oh you know, I missed hearing my mom call me a freak. Actually it was to visit my nephews. Tyson's birthday was on Saturday, so I surprised them. It totally worked, and they were adorable. They're getting so big, thus making me feel so old. It was a good trip though. Short enough to make me feel happy I visited.

22 is epic. I think most of you know I am now a senior citizen. The birthday was fun. Hanging out in San Francisco and such. On a related note, I visited one of my 22 year old friends from high school while I was home. In the house that her and her husband own and met her 6 month old daughter. 22 isn't quite that epic for me, and I'm okay with that.

Back to the grind starting tomorrow. Early to rise. Really early to bed. LSAT studying. The works.