I'm sitting here enjoying my homemade burger, potato chips, and a root beer float. Hello Weight Watchers. No. Anyway, I waited in the rain today for an hour and a half for the 57 to come. I hate Septa.

Root beer reminds me of when I was little and stayed over my grandparents house. My grandmom was the queen of root beer, peanut butter crackers, and potato chips. I guess when I go to visit them in Florida next Sunday I'll have to see if she still is. Eight days of sun, jacuzzi, pool, getting spoiled by my grandparents, and the beach is something I am looking forward to. Missing my boyfriend is something I am not looking forward to.