Today was mostly spent reading bad Sentinel slash AUs, which I am not naming because whyever would anyone else want to read stuff like this? We laughed and laughed. Mostly it is
eruthros's fault, since she IMed me and pointed out that one of our very favorite such writers had a new story out. I got Jen to read it, and I may have created a monster, because she just wanted to sit and read the story.
Trying not to think about how much leaving in a week is going to suck, because, oh, it will be bad. This is indicated by having to spend twenty minutes apart at Target (to buy presents) and the supermarket (for me to run in and buy challah bread, which I have never had before and have found is yummy, unlike the strange sourdough bread here), during which we both called each other's cell phones and were all sniffly. We hugged joyously in the parking lot. And that was really only about twenty minutes. Yep, leaving is going to suck. Sigh.
But let's think about happier things now. Like dinner. Mmm, dinner. I hope I like chicken marsala. Also I have to wrap this present I bought Jen for the occasion of, um, having known her two years. I'm a sap like that sometimes.
Also also, my mother said she found my new black shirt that I had thought was lost forever. This is good.