Holy Frack (In BSG terms)
Lots has happened, including the watching of Season 2 of Battle Star Galactica. Which I literally just finished watching after staying up all night. 3:40 am. Wow. I need Season 3 tomorrow. I can't stop watching. I'm sucked in to the vacuous hole that is television. They are returning in March 2008 to the SciFi channel, as a side note.
On the other hand, I've had some amazing meetings/catching ups with people over break. I don't remember where I left off last but, I've had two bowling excursions in the past week, once with Kayla, Matt, Martha and the gang. And once today with Archie and Natasha. I've had lunch with Peter yesterday...or was the today? I can't remember. (That's the problem with not writing immediately.) A week (ish) ago I had "coffee" with Mike. Friday, I'm supposed to meet up with Dana.
Worked on my debate affirmative case on Christmas. How pathetic. But I think I hit something I can finally work with. I'm finally going somewhere, I hope. I sent the updated version via email to Glenn (60 pages). We'll see what happens.
Took Grammie to Starbucks today. Oh, how I love soy - no water - not too hot - egg nog chai. bought her a pound of coffee for Christmas and picked drinks up for the two of us.
Speaking of Christmas, went well. I never seem to receive anything on my list anymore. Everything was nice, for the most part, especially Grammie's vanilla sugar basket, but not always gift-like. For example, making me pay for my own bluetooth, isn't exactly my idea of a good Christmas present (Mom). Merry Christmas to myself? I don't get it. Actually, I do. But whatever. And a spice rack, my number one requested item never materialized. I'm certaintly enjoying Grammie's gift to Dad (see first paragraph). =] I enjoy BSG. AND how could I forget my favorite gifts of the holiday?! Todd gave me a cast iron Japanese teapot and trivet set. I'm so thrilled; I've already used it three times. Then, his parents gave me this cashmere argyle sweater that is to die for, figuratively speaking. Those gifts were thoughtful and extremely useful and welcome. Seems that those closest know exactly what to get. =]
Dad seems suprisingly calm on the eve of Mom's departure to Montana. She leaves later today.
I miss Todd Rainey. But I'm doing fine. Just counting down the days. 24ish, to be precise. =] I <3 you. Its good to know that I can still function without him, but its made me appreciate the connection between us. I adore him in new ways.
On the other hand, I've had some amazing meetings/catching ups with people over break. I don't remember where I left off last but, I've had two bowling excursions in the past week, once with Kayla, Matt, Martha and the gang. And once today with Archie and Natasha. I've had lunch with Peter yesterday...or was the today? I can't remember. (That's the problem with not writing immediately.) A week (ish) ago I had "coffee" with Mike. Friday, I'm supposed to meet up with Dana.
Worked on my debate affirmative case on Christmas. How pathetic. But I think I hit something I can finally work with. I'm finally going somewhere, I hope. I sent the updated version via email to Glenn (60 pages). We'll see what happens.
Took Grammie to Starbucks today. Oh, how I love soy - no water - not too hot - egg nog chai. bought her a pound of coffee for Christmas and picked drinks up for the two of us.
Speaking of Christmas, went well. I never seem to receive anything on my list anymore. Everything was nice, for the most part, especially Grammie's vanilla sugar basket, but not always gift-like. For example, making me pay for my own bluetooth, isn't exactly my idea of a good Christmas present (Mom). Merry Christmas to myself? I don't get it. Actually, I do. But whatever. And a spice rack, my number one requested item never materialized. I'm certaintly enjoying Grammie's gift to Dad (see first paragraph). =] I enjoy BSG. AND how could I forget my favorite gifts of the holiday?! Todd gave me a cast iron Japanese teapot and trivet set. I'm so thrilled; I've already used it three times. Then, his parents gave me this cashmere argyle sweater that is to die for, figuratively speaking. Those gifts were thoughtful and extremely useful and welcome. Seems that those closest know exactly what to get. =]
Dad seems suprisingly calm on the eve of Mom's departure to Montana. She leaves later today.
I miss Todd Rainey. But I'm doing fine. Just counting down the days. 24ish, to be precise. =] I <3 you. Its good to know that I can still function without him, but its made me appreciate the connection between us. I adore him in new ways.