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This isn't a housecleaning announcement or anything, so if you're already on my list you're probably safe.

Oh, man. I'm in the working world now. So after being in front of a computer all day, I tend to avoid it when I get home. Mostly, at that point, my main goals are food and sleep, hopefully with a little cuddling in the interim. Eight hours is the bare minimum I'm at work, plus 36 miles down and 36 miles back. Insanity reigns.

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So. Tired.

More later.

The last three days have been mostly comprised of delicious meals and silly fun with my loved one. I am now moderately addicted to The Sims 2.Amber's grandma has been fading out for awhile, but now it's looking pretty immediate. (For those of you who are also reading her entries, you already know the drill.) We will be going to Pennsylvania ( Read more... )

. . .that I think of you as Barry White pipes through the house?

Can't get enough of your love, baby.

Done. With. Papers. And. Most. Of. Finals. One. Test. To. Go.

I'm done with the one-word sentences, I promise.

I really, really, REALLY want a nap.

I FOUND A NEW PLACE!!!!

At least, a temporary one. It's in the 'burbs a bit, near where I lived with Suzanna and Eric. It's cheap. And there's no security deposit. And I can have Jack there.

Tonight, Amber and I get to go watch some episodes of Coupling with Nate. Addictive British comedy. But first, we cuddle.

h-a-p-p-y

Well, I haven't posted in almost two weeks.  I swear I'm doing okay, despite the tone of my last post.  Ariel was buried last Monday, and though I'm a little more rational about the whole thing than I was at first, I'm still blue about it, of course.  But good friends and looking forward have helped a bit.

Now, on to regularly scheduled programming ( Read more... )

ohmigod. Amber and I went to the West Side Market after class today, thinking we had until 5 pm. well, it turns out that the Market closes at 4 on Mondays and Wednesdays, so we were in the vendors' I-need-to-get-rid-of-my-produce-and-will-sell-it-quite-cheaply crush. we got half a pound of green beans, a pound of tomatoes, eight tangerines, two ( Read more... )

classes have started once again. dragging my feet through the ambivalent snow (should it stay or should it go?), i kept my hands in my pockets and my eyes averted. this really isn't the place to go out of one's way to make friends, because no one else is trying, either ( Read more... )