That's a whole 24 hours away. Which wouldn't bother me if I wasn't leaving in a few weeks. Ugh. Okay, no. I am not going to get frustrated with twenty-four-freaking-hours.Sounds like a plan to me. Although, if you want to start calling it a date, I should warn you I don't generally kiss on the first date. I'm a proper lady and everything. Maybe torturing you outweighs the suck of having to leave soon. Hm.