August 12, Friday
We lazed around the house and packed intermittently. We went on a last-minute trip to Target with Kim, went to her house one last time, then came home and ate a fast dinner of spaghetti at 11pm. The alarm was set for 4:50am, but I knew I could sleep on the plane. That’s what those small bottles of Skyy vodka and Fresca are for, right?