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since i work at the library, this president's day i'm home. it seemed to work out so lovely, since spence and i are having our year and a half anniversary, and he has the day off, too. of course we ruined it, though, by both being sick. i can't stop coughing now, as of this morning, and he has been coughing for a week now. i took him to the doctor this morning, and then we both stopped for coffee.. after weeks of being ill (for me) and two for him, we both couldn't resist the temptation of caffeine.
now he's passed out, and i've been hovering over our louvre jigsaw puzzle for at least a hour and a half. it is probably the most germ-ridden representation of the louvre in existence this day.
i talked to my best-friend in davenport last night, and over the course of a hour she described how my friends have been planning on wild 24th birthdays for all of us, including me. apparently i still figure into their daily conversations, and it makes me feel a certain warmth again that is lovely. besides phone conversations, and work, i've been in hibernation for a very long time. i dream of tripping through a bar door into the blasting cold again, buzzed out of my mind, with the minneapolis friends i haven't seen for weeks. one day, friends, one day.
now he's passed out, and i've been hovering over our louvre jigsaw puzzle for at least a hour and a half. it is probably the most germ-ridden representation of the louvre in existence this day.
i talked to my best-friend in davenport last night, and over the course of a hour she described how my friends have been planning on wild 24th birthdays for all of us, including me. apparently i still figure into their daily conversations, and it makes me feel a certain warmth again that is lovely. besides phone conversations, and work, i've been in hibernation for a very long time. i dream of tripping through a bar door into the blasting cold again, buzzed out of my mind, with the minneapolis friends i haven't seen for weeks. one day, friends, one day.