Well, I still have five days. Right?
I've decided I want to quit my job and follow JC around like a Grateful Dead hippie. Just camping out, washing up in gas station restrooms, begging for gas money, showing up at all the promos like a ghost. JC will get that look on his face, like Oh God, because I'll never wash my hair and I'll have a crazy light in my eyes, talking to myself even more than I already do. Lonnie will look down his nose at me. I'll eat Slim Jims and plastic nachos every day. Man. I can't wait! It's gonna be fab.
Okay. Back to it.