Be thankful for friends. And video chat. To be honest, I don’t think I’ve ever thrown clothes on so fast just to run down the hallway to catch the quickest (not) elevator upstairs.
It only took twenty-five minutes for me to be in a great mood. I was already resigned to a week of no communication. You must be psychic. Or maybe I just have really awesome friends who know how to stall you. Hah.
It sounds super gross, but I don’t think sweat looked any hotter on anyone else. Just saying.
My weekend plans just keep getting better and better.