November 25th, 2004

msauvage purple

This and that

Thanksgiving was quiet--only my grandmother over for lunch, as Aunt Awesome and Co. are stuck at her in-laws' this year--but pleasant. I'm getting better--slowly, but getting there. Talked to The Lovely Emily last night--she and Brett the Vet are in town, but I was too sick to go out with them (I can still barely eat, much less drink). We're going to see if they can't come over here tomorrow night and hang out or something.

I can't believe I've spent the last week sick as a dog, and now I have to pull myself up by the bootstraps and write completely in clichés work double-hard. It doesn't feel like a vacation if you don't actually get to rest, you know?

Meanwhile, the Squishy and I have decided to put off his visit again until May, which is really the ideal time (Birmingham is gorgeous, and I'm not in class). I would have liked to have him here for my birthday (sniff), but with the sick and the book and the class... sigh.

Mom is dragging me to the mall at crack-thirty tomorrow for the Black Friday sales. I'm not sure why I have to go, but I figure I'll come back with some good war stories, if nothing else.

We're going to try to go see Alexander this weekend, but who knows if we'll actually get there. As for Phantom of the Opera, I barely even know the plot, but I have decided that it is going to be the most thrillingly awful movie ever. I can't wait.

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