Spent a good chunk of last night in the ER with J, due to the leg thing. Which may or may not be a blood clot. Meaning, it probably is, but the bloodwork came back negative and there's no swelling or streaking, which means it's all in his head, here's some tylenol with codine now go be a good little boy and get some sleep ( Read more... )

SyracuseOpera.com ( Read more... )

Life, in a nutshell:

I am now a Bath and Body Works wench.(This means I get wickedy discounts like EVERYWHERE ( Read more... )

Token statement: I'm always thinking of things to write in here, but then never write them ( Read more... )

Exhausted. Sugar-coma'ed. Cranky, hungry, unmotivated, anxious, mildly frustrated, on edge, and with peeling fingertips. Also, hideously behind in journal updating- because I know all of you want to read about my hyperexciting life ( Read more... )

Tosca is October 21, 2005 at 8:00 PM.

Mark your calendars. Let me know if you want to go with us.

*headdesk ( Read more... )

I'm skipping chem lab to work on my speech. Which is probably a good thing, since I didn't finish the lab that is due today last night. I'll tackle it again once the speech is finished ( Read more... )

I love Puccini's music, but he puts his heroines through so much shit. It's really kind of ridiculous. I particularly like the one (Manon Lescarut? I think?) where she dies of dehydration in the desert outside of New Orleans.

You see, I wasn't aware that there was a desert outside of New Orleans ( Read more... )

Instead, I'm sitting around, waiting for the opera people to call me back about the Magic Flute tickets.

I think I'll do something constructive and go vaccuum the pine needles up off the rug.


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