Yesterday was a wee bit hectic, but today has been nothing but quiet. I have nothing to do today; no finals. The roommate is packing up her possessions in a partial move out, her new roommate has her small invasion in the corner, and the current roommate's sister is also piling things in here.
Add my stuff and you've got a recipe for broken ankles. Probably mine.
The roommate denies this, but she obviously hasn't known me long enough to know I can trip over nothing in my path and still injure myself. It's a talent.
Tomorrow the Great Migration begins and I will start working harder on that once I've finished the things I wanted to finish today. It's hard to pack when you don't have boxes to pack the stuff IN.
Time to take Ex-PixieStick-Calibur off the wall and give it to my sisters so they can see if sniffing Pixiestick sugar up your nose really does get you high. Ah, the holidays!
Cassie gave me some very lovely presents today, including a tea set that I desperately want to use if only to look high-class. I'm going to be good and not open it.
She also gave me some great makeup so that I can looking absolutely smashing, dahling, overseas. I might actually look like a GIRL at times. Shock, isn't it?
Stargate is having three marathons in a week. Too bad I won't get to watch it on Christmas Day-I'll be too busy enjoying my relatives (snorts derisively)
I think I want a burrito, so I'm going to go up the hill and get myself one.
Cheers,
Bec
2 comments:
Sure... The one time that I'm not there, you actually WANT to go up the hill.
Hey, I really really really really wanted nachos. Can I help it if my cravings struck at exactly the wrong moment?
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