Damien got this in the mail yesterday:
Yup, it's time for my beloved car's 360,000 mile check-up. *sigh* It seems like just yesterday he was turning 333,333...
And I got something in the mail yesterday, too.
It was a letter from Dream School, which as of now I'm just going to call 'College,' because I am too lazy to type out 'Dream School' multiple times.
College was writing to inform me that their dorm room beds were, uh...abnormally long. (Gosh, which is perfect for me, being 4'11 and all...) Anyway, regular twin sheets do not fit on College dorm room beds.
So they were nice enough to include a catalog from which I can order custom-made dorm room sheets.
Meaning that at the end of 4 years, I will be left with a very nice set of custom-made extra-long twin sheets for which I will have no use.
Unless I can make a Halloween costume out of them?