I am counting down the days till September 19. 17 classes. 48 periods. 8 days.

Al announced today, "Next Friday, after school, we're going to the pub to celebrate. I'm buying the first round! And Allie, you're drinking that day."

"Noooo. I can't drink," said Allie. "I'm driving!"

"So? You're off your Ps!" said Al.

"Come on," said I. "It's our last day as interns. We must celebrate. You have to have a drink. Really, you must!"

"Yeah!"

"Give us liberty or give us death!"

"Huh?!!"

"Never mind."

8 more days.