The trouble with guerilla IM's
Tim's screenname: hey laurie
Auto response from [Tim]: This is the dawning of our love.
Tim's screenname: is it really?
Tim's screenname: Rachel won't be pleased
Add to this that the last time we spoke, he to me, "if you ever get knocked-up, I'll marry you and make an honest woman of you." I attribute this all, of course, to a level of platonically intimate and thus occassionally highly awkward familiarity.
On another happy note, I have medication. Yes, I finally buckled when I realized I couldn't hear out of my left ear and when I burped or yawned, my head hurt. Ah, the wonders of the body.
I could have gotten at least 3 hours of sleep but actually could not due to 1.) coughing, 2.) being unable to breathe, and 3.) weird ear sensations. To think, this would have been the most successful pre-Greek night thus far, tarnished by the frailty of the flesh.
In other news, time for Hindi. Or maybe a nap. Hm, I have 50 minutes, what to do, what to do...
Much increasingly less virus-laden love,
Auto response from [Tim]: This is the dawning of our love.
Tim's screenname: is it really?
Tim's screenname: Rachel won't be pleased
Add to this that the last time we spoke, he to me, "if you ever get knocked-up, I'll marry you and make an honest woman of you." I attribute this all, of course, to a level of platonically intimate and thus occassionally highly awkward familiarity.
On another happy note, I have medication. Yes, I finally buckled when I realized I couldn't hear out of my left ear and when I burped or yawned, my head hurt. Ah, the wonders of the body.
I could have gotten at least 3 hours of sleep but actually could not due to 1.) coughing, 2.) being unable to breathe, and 3.) weird ear sensations. To think, this would have been the most successful pre-Greek night thus far, tarnished by the frailty of the flesh.
In other news, time for Hindi. Or maybe a nap. Hm, I have 50 minutes, what to do, what to do...
Much increasingly less virus-laden love,