Lowa.

There is a white board in my kitchen that everyone writes on. Most of the time it's useless stuff. I didn't notice it until today that my friend who was over on Thursday signed it.

Today was the last day I could hang out with my friends as they were busy tomorrow and I was leaving Monday. We went to a bar called Idol's, which I've never been. It was nice to listen to horrible covers, sign along to Stacy's Mom, and see everyone one last time.