Thursday, August 22, 2002

I fly back to Philly tomorrow. I'm psyched to go back, but I'm really quite sad to leave my friends, per usual. Right now I'm about to go to bed and I have the "I'm-certain-that-I'm-forgetting-something" feeling that I always seem to get when I travel. The hardest part about going back to school will be running RPM from there. It will be a pain to have to have my parents ship stuff out to me when mail comes, and it will also be expensive for them to send me CD's and other supplies that I can't take with me on the plane. But oh well. It will be exciting to be running a record label from my apartment bedroom. I'll call it my Philadelphia Office.

I'm excited to see Carl tomorrow (he's picking me up at the airport), plus everyone else that I'll reencounter in the next couple of days.