Prof and I have an appointment tomorrow at 10am to sign the contract to build our new house.
No, no. Don't worry about me, I've self medicated tonite so I can sleep.
Its good. Its a good location. Its a good lot. Its a great house. And its a huge commitment.
But whatever, I'll have a big front porch and a garage.
In like, 6 months.
More details later. Unless Judgement Day really happens tomorrow. In which case I'll probably have better things to do, like fight zombies and build my bomb shelter.
I'll have to ask our sales rep if the house comes standard with a panic room/bomb shelter, just in case Judgement Day actually happens in 2012, like the Mayans predicted.