Two weeks from Thursday I'm driving to Toronto and getting on a plane to Calgary. This is going to be sweet. I hope to spend at least 8 of my 10 days home waterskiing. Everyone else will be working so this might be a challenge. I'll have to get the boat up to speed, tie the wheel so it goes straight, and carefully launch myself off the back. Or I'll just get Terry to take a few days off work and come with me. Peter won't have school, but I don't know if he can drive the boat yet legally. He drives great illegally. I might take Terry and some of his friends down to Montana too. Mom would feel a lot better if I was there. Ah, it's such a nice daydream.

Tonight the girls want to go for wings, the guys want to play beach volleyball. I'm going too try for both. I'll sit and referee the volleyball cuz I'm tired, and then I'll sit and drink water at The Brass cuz I'm poor. (See mom, I'm saving for my tuition!)