Paul's passed out on the couch next to me. It's hard for me to believe that in a very, very few days these long skinny legs that are pinning me to the couch (I really need to go to the bathroom, too) will be very, very far away and not coming home again for a long time. I've decided there's really no reason for me to try and force myself to accept it right now because in not very many hours, that big jerk reality will not give me a lot of choice in the matter. It will be.
Also - this picture is really funny and makes me laugh, especially because it so precisely captures how I feel right now. =)