flashbacks...

This week has been filled with painful flashbacks and anxiousness. On one hand, my boss being out of the office and in Seattle since Monday has been relaxing yet stressful. You see, my office is being remodelled and my boss is the contact person. Contact person out of town? Erin, you're in charge. So for the last week Ive been packing up various areas of the floor, starting with the kitchen and moving onto my area and my boss'(shes out of town, have to box up her shit too!) As relieved as I am that Im not packing up MY room and MY life for the, oh i think I figured 11 times in the last 4 years, this packing is bringing back college flashbacks.

First of which, packing in general. I have perfected this art, but I seriously wanted to vomit when I realized I was going to have to do this. Second, as I packed up the ENTIRE kitchen by myself, serious memories of Theta and doin shit by yourself when you really need like 5 more people. These are the things I do NOT miss about UOP.

The other reason for this post is the fact Im so thoroughly annoyed with nothing in particular right now. It probably has to do with me just wanting next Thursday to come so I can have a minibreak and 4 irresponsible days in Stockton with my friiiends. The anticipation of that is making this week suck more than it already does. This weekend will be fun, I hate camping, but I get a tshirt and free beer! Sounds more like a frat party than a bachelorette thing, but whatev, Im down.


AND TARGET FAILED TO HELP ME WITH MY QUEST FOR A WHITE PURSE. effing Target.