The only thing I was told about my birthday was what to wear, and where I was going. Everything else was an unknown to me. Sooooo- I had no idea what to pack. This is 10pm the night before we fly out (on a 7am flight, no less). The black blob by the lamp is Jack, who was deeply pissed off that my packing was infringing on his personal nap space.
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