Today's my last day at work, which actually kind of bums me out because I oddly enjoy my job. I'd have kept it if I could, but the commute from Worcester back to the middle of Maine every day would be a bit taxing. I start college in 2 weeks. Uhm, yikes. I still haven't done my summer reading because I'm an oaf. My grandmother died about a week ago. Well technically, she was my step-grandmother. But she still died, and I'm leaving for New York tomorrow for her funeral. Or the first funeral anyway. They're having two services for her; one where she lived most of her life in New York and one where she was born I guess. It seems awfully strange to me, but oh well. My mother called me last night from an ocean somewhere, drunk on a large boat. She wanted her friends to be able to tell me how much they liked my video portfolio. Her friend Lauren knows a lot of big people in the film industry, and said it'd be extremely easy for her to get me internships in the summer and such. Then again, she was also extremely drunk, so...who knows. In conclusion, I love Target because it's the only place in Maine that I can find Jones soda. I mean Starbucks has it, but just the root beer, and I think it's the sugar free kind. Gross and a half.