Thanksgiving was really good - got to hang out with my family in dalton, see some old friends, spend pretty much the whole weekend with said special someone. Stayed out way too late for many evenings, and am currently somewhat like a walking (sitting, typing) zombie. I have to do some work today at least, though thankfully it isn't as busy as it has been this week (hopefully).
I don't know what it is about the holidays, or maybe it's the crappy weather, or pms, or something, but I feel like I'm on the edge of emotional control lately. I could break into giddiness or depression at the drop of a hat. Or comma. Actually, the addition of unnecessary commas usually produces something akin to depression...
And I leave you with
this, and
this.