Thanksgiving: plague fail, serendipity win

Dec 01, 2009 01:02

I've not updated this thing in forever, but I promise to change that!

I went to Huntsville for Thanksgiving, with the plan to spend Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday morning in Athens, GA with my grandfather. Trouble was, as soon as I got in the car with my family to drive over there on Wednesday morning, I started having "flu-like symptoms". Yup, H1N1. The visit with my family was less than optimum, and family visits are always a little bit touch and go because of, well, family. I'm just now feeling better, but I was in bad shape while I was in Huntsville.

So all of this would normally conspire to make a pretty miserable Thanksgiving.

Except...

... On Facebook I found one of my old high school acquaintances, a rather introspective artistic type who lives down the street from my parents, about a year ago. I'd asked her on Facebook if she was coming home for Thanksgiving, and we made plans to get together for old times' sake. Turns out she still wanted to meet, even though I was all beplagued.

So, after I get back on Friday, we go to Cafe Berlin and nom some food, then go to Starbucks and slurp some tea (I spill a big cup of it since I'm shivering from fever), and then come back, ostensibly for me to introduce her to Firefly.

It turns out:

1) she's intelligent and gorgeous;
2) she's already had H1N1;
3) watching Firefly was a cover for her to attempt to obtain cuddles from me (see #2);
4) I'm very willing to oblige (see #1);
5) ... and she's very enthusiastically cuddly. :)

Also, she wins the award for Weirdest Cuddle Non-Sequitur ever: "That feels like lemon meringue pie." Turns out she's a synaesthete.

She and I are planning for me to go visit her in ~2 weeks in Philadelphia, before Christmas. We shall see how that goes. :)

Also, my desktop computer is fubar. One of the little plastic bits that holds the heatsink/fan assembly against the CPU broke, so now I have it just sitting on top of the CPU that's forced to its lowest speed/voltage so it doesn't explode. Rawr.

thanksgiving, i'm not dead rawr

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