Vacation from being a student

This weekend was fantabulous. I worked like a machine last week so that, come Friday, I could close my books for the weekend and hang out with Chris, who came in for a weekend visit. By Friday afternoon I was restless with anticipation; it was torture waiting for him to knock on the apartment door. Once he was here, time seemed to go by too fast. We went to a movie; I showed him around the law school; I impressed him with my ability to get around Lubbock; and I sent him home with a stomach full of home cooked meals. I can't wait until I'm married...