the "to be continued" part

Um, so I know that you are all dying for details, but there is simply no time, so settling for what I do tell you has to happen. Right now I am waiting on my bed with Mani for the UPS man to show up.

Last night I became intimately acquainted with the British system of queuing (lining up) after we had a really fun time at the bar down the street and met lots of people. Now about queuing: if you cut, you may as well accept the fact that everybody is going to hate you forever. So, we ended up standing in line to get into the 'Beach Party' for and hour and forty five minutes (Mani timed it). So after all that trouble, we stepped inside to dance to the worst music you could possibly think of (try, Like a Virgin, S Club, and Abba). So, we stuck it out and then left. It was raining, cold, and we were hungry so we stopped for some shwarma at a kebab place. Pretty interesting. Now go live your life and stop fantasizing about mine.

xxx