So that's it, huh? Summer's over? Well shit, THAT certainly sped on by.

Tonight was my last night working at the store for the summer and I still can't get over the fact that summer is over. As in coming to an abrupt end at the beginning of next week. No longer. Then I have to go back to school and attend class. Yick.

I've got two days left working in Embarrass, then Darren the Darling will be visiting on Wednesday and Thursday. Friday it's back to Duluth to drop my shit off and head to the Cities for a weekend of state fair fun with the family only to return back to Duluth on Monday. I know I'd have fun if I stayed in Duluth for the weekend, but the state fair doesn't happen every weekend and I need to get on that while it's available to be gotten on.

In other news, I accidentally told a 9-year-old girl that I wanted to "get on" her brother, which apparently isn't the proper language to use around kids.

Yesterday I was talking to my mom about drinking, and we agreed that every once in a while it's nice to get just shit-tanked. Then I told her it's good to go to the bars too, because then you're supporting local businesses. Only after I said it did I realize what an absolutely stupid thing it was to say. It sounds like an alcoholic's excuse... and I'm proud to say that I am NOT to that point yet.

Aren't the dog days of summer supposed to be here about now? Aren't we supposed to be so hot we're praying for snow? I think part of the reason summer can't possibly be over is because it's been 60 degrees all damn summer.

I don't mind it, really - I love cool weather - but my fingers and toes have been frozen every night when I go to bed. Ahh, Minnesota, how I love thee. I bet we'll have an 80-degree winter to make up for the unsummerlike summer.