Dec 30, 2006 12:55
Dad's making homemade tomato sauce in the kitchen. I'm sitting in my room, very hungry all of a sudden.
For those of you who haven't been to my house before (and I think that's almost all of you): my room, which is the farthest back in the house, leads directly into the kitchen. The only room more connected to it is the dining room. So, I'm very close to the cooking that is happening and I know that I shan't partake in eating until Monday.
What else is going on? So very little. I'm still a little sick. Not as bad as I was a couple days ago. I slept well last night. It's hard to sleep when I have a cold because the obscene amounts of mucus floating around in my body give me heart burn as well as stuffyheadedness and a leaky faucet nose.
Dear Chicago (no, not the Ryan Adams song),
New Year's day par-tay at my place. 2-7. Be there or...don't be there. I'd like to see you guys. Leeeeeeeaaaaaaah! It's been forever and I miss you! We should get together sometime soon and catch up!
Uh...I think I'm gonna go shower now...and then be lazy for the rest of the day because I don't really have any obligations....and stuff.
(pps: yay, new icon love!)
health,
friends,
party,
food,
cooking