So I'm disowned! Which apparently means that when I go over there he sticks his tongue out before he gives me a hug. I think that's something I can handle.
Now for the not so funny. Went to David's class today. Professor Gardener, the head of the theatre department, was teaching it. I asked if David would be coming back (Not EVERYONE needs to know we're bestest best buds and I have the key to his office...AHEM...) and he said that he doubted it.
THAT IS NOT GOOD NEWS!