Jan 15, 2007 21:22
Back in my dorm room, where it is much colder than the heaters were designed to handle. Everybody is bundled up like they are going skiing and I'm going to be very cold tonight and tomorrow morning. Hmmm. I should leave myself extra time in case my bike is not happy. Probably I should actually go deal with that before I go to sleep. That makes the most sense.
My guitar made it to its new home with no problems. I was less lucky. I had the most violent reaction short of vomiting that I have ever had to flying. Suddenly I was sitting there covered in sweat. My HANDS were sweating. It had beaded on my forehead. It was highly unfortunate. When I got back to my dorm I laid down and Dani made me a sandwich and gave me some gatorade. Now I feel better.
They are watching SpiceWorld in the common room.
I have missed this place, though class is fast approaching.
Alright. I want to put my jammies on, which means I need to go check on my bicycle.
If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends...
Essie