Dwindling Days with The Sis

Hmmm...Am attempting to book flights to see Sis, and, due to time differences and the fact it takes A DAY EACH WAY to get there, I will see Sis for a total of 5 whole days. On the airfare, that works out at like, $400 a day. All I can say is that we're gonna make those days count Sis. We're gonna blitzkrieg Poland (in a non-politically incorrect WW2 referential way, natch).

It's a short stay, but, Sis, you must understand my love for this man:

I simply cannot miss his show.

Anyways, part from that, watched the finale of The Bachelor. Can't believe Jessie went for Jessica. That is like me marrying Keira Knightley. And changing my name to Ightley. For decades to come, they will never know which one of them people are calling.

Also, can't believe Jessie is prof NFL player, as surely would not have time to go on tedious dates with 15 women when training so fanatically. Besides, he doesn't have the humassive arse that is requisite. See exhibit 1:

Not that I was looking.

I'm over it.