So I am over at Ontinia's on the couch I slept on last night, and I wish I could attribute my lack of pants to party- related happenings. Alas, I cannot. It was just too hot to sleep in jeans last night and I did not grab my sweats or pajamas or yoga pants or whatever they are. I am still tired as hell but that is fine, I will persist. I have had a ( Read more... )

( I feel so repetitive... so repetitive... )

Well, now I feel stupid.

I'm laid out in my bed, leg propped up, ice pack on it, and super embarrassed.

I suspect it is time to put the damn bike away.

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So I noticed it for the first time today. Faces in the crowd started to jump out at me. I saw Andrew on the street, and right behind him was my building CA. I went to class and sat next to someone I went to high school with. This afternoon at Clubfest I ran into this random Asian guy who I rode the bus to Target with (sadly, his cute friend Zach ( Read more... )

Day one: The natives seem to be harmless enough. Much needed supplies were brought in, and morale is high. The milk seems to have turned, however.
( And so it begins... )

Today was not nearly as fun as yesterday, I guess. Also, Of the last five meals I have had, one was at home.

(By the way, I am totally envious because someone in a community today scanned their postcard that was signed by Elisabeth Sladen- the woman I totally have an unearthly crush on. Unearthly not because we are both straight women, but because ( Read more... )