One of my "girls" from university was planning on flying down east to visit me this weekend. She called last night to confirm our plans. I hadn't talk to her much since making the plans, and she just wanted to make sure I didn't forget about here. I assured her I didn't.

She is your typical type A personality type. She plans everything to death, is super organized (is working on her PhD), and excels in most things she attempts. Yet, she put off buying her ticket and booking a rental car for the weekend. She thought she could get a cheaper ticket if she waited. Perhaps, this could have worked. It didn't, though. The only flight she could get would arrive to late for her to pick up her car. After a few phone calls back and forth, we ultimately decided to reschedule. Bummer.

Within minutes of talking to her, I get a call from yet another university ghost. Long story short, she's planning on coming down here this weekend, and we will then go and visit a really great guy from university. He's recovering from cancer (he was given 6 months to live, but after aggressive chemotherapy, the cancer has gone *poof*), but apparently he likes to party, for, you know, medicinal reasons. Anyway, I'm pretty excited about seeing them again, and reliving some aspects of my youth.