Tomorrow, Sadness

Tomorrow my little sister leaves.  I rather don’t expect her to come back.  At least not when she’s supposed to.  Her ideal dream man wears a kilt and drives a tractor.  She’s going to Scotland.

It’s a semester study abroad program so she’ll (theoretically) be back in no time. It’s only a few months, and it’s not like I get to see her that often anyway.  But, I’m still a little sad.  I like to call her randomly.  Especially after 8 o’clock in the evening because she’s one of the few people I know who still be awake back in the real United States.  Being a college student, she’s often awake past my bedtime in Cali!

Now, no calls, not until she’s back in Kentucky anyway.  But I’ll still get to text her!  She’s got my little Nokia travel phone and I’m sure a SIM card will be one of the first things she’ll buy.  Then we can both rack up our phone bills texting each other.  (Hmmm… maybe I’ll just email more often.)

Just my luck, she leaves tomorrow from Wisconsin and I leave in a week to Wisconsin.  However, while she’s off chasing skirts, err kilts, I’ll get my own fun.  Alfred will be in Wisconsin, having just returned from the UK!  I think Alfred and Munchkinhead will get to see each other there, but I’m not sure.  (Alfred’s going to present a paper, but don’t ask me on what cuz chances are I can’t pronounce half the words.)

So, while next week I have the fun of Alfred to look forward to, tomorrow I am saddened by the loss of my ability to (affordably) call my little munchkinhead.  Hey Munchkinhead, do you have Skype?