Except it's like a two and half hour drive. Just me and my dad. And I know he's going to pepper me with questions about what I want to do with my life, do I
really want to be a receptionist forever, how much money do I have in my bank account, do I want to go back to school ever, and it's going to drive me batty. I love my dad and he's just looking out for me, but God, those questions are so annoying. Maybe he won't. Perhaps we'll just have a nice pleasant drive.
Since everyone else is doing the "First Impressions" meme,
I thought I would too.Now I'm going to slog through 15 pages to try and find you guys. Warning, I don't remember how I first met most of you, let alone what I thought of you, so I might just make something fun up. I do it out of love.
