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Day 198: Rest and recuperation....
Sep. 21st, 2005 12:08 amDespite the fact that I was up an hour earlier than I had to be this morning (although the shower felt very good) I am feeling much better. Classes went well today, and then mom came to visit. I love it when she comes to visit because we get to sit around with my friends and talk face to face. The last time I talked to her we discussed my evil plans for Halloween, i.e. running around in a white dress with my hair down and scaring the hell out of people. A search for a white dress turned out to be fruitless, so mom volunteered to make a dress. She is a genius seamstress, she really is. The white dress she's making is this gorgeous white fluffy ren thing, and I love it. If I'm not the evil little girl from the ring I can run around campus at night in my pretty white dress finding other ways to scare people. We had a debate on my sizes because she called me up and asked and the last time I checked I was a size eight - all of the dresses in my closet are eights - but this dress, even though it's a size eight, doesn't fit me. Of course, the biggest problem lay in the sleeves and in retrospect none of my dresses have sleeves, so that could be some sort of problem. It's a gorgeous dress, though, and both of us were so disappointed when it didn't fit. I love my mom. I really do. She's an amazing woman and I feel bad that life seems to go to hell in a handcart when I'm not around. Not that my presence makes life better, but at least I know what hell is going on and can try to help - up here I'm out of the loop and she's all on her own. She took me out to dinner and then drove home. I holed up in my room to watch TV. Bones was all right - I like how snarky she is but I don't think the show will last. House - wow. Okay. The shows get more and more tense. Jesse Spencer really is hot, but I could totally see the line the little girl was spinning on him and even though the ticket moment at the end was sweet I'm still conflicted about whether or not he really should have kissed her, massive age difference aside.
Marty, Josh and Sierra watched TV with us. Marty, Rowsmakitty, Rodney, Del and BenTen gamed last night so after the game we all hung out. BenTen was taken to work, then called Del to fetch her because she did not actually have to work that night, so me, Josh, Rowsmakitty and Marty piled into Del's car to help fetch BenTen. I tortured Marty the whole time - my very presence seems to make him tensed up, and he just doesn't take hugging well. I think my random kitty-glomp of Rowsdower sparked the initial fear, but it went downhill after that. In their game Del and Marty are star-crossed lovers, so she torments him about that. Today at lunch I bit him. I think I scared him. Poor kid. Del keeps joking that she'll make out with him once she's no longer ill. Tonight, though, Marty and Josh had some major sympathy pains for a certain patient in House's clinic who had an incident with a box cutter.
As for INXS...well. I was sad. Mig was drunk or something, because he was just manic and not on the ball tonight. I crossed my fingers for Marty but he was too shy to interact with the band when he played with them and JD sidled right on in...the screams we girls (sans Erin) let loose when JD won must have shocked the whole floor. I actually flung my tissue box at the TV in horror. Mom called me up and we had a discussion about this. I was very annoyed, to say the least. The buildup was so tense and then HE won. After Marty's farewell speech, wherein he mentioned how grateful he was to INXS for taking time with him, Josh adlibbed, "And I hope you rethink my offer tomorrow morning when JD is gone" or something to that effect that made us all laugh. Then Josh took Marty home, Del retreated to her room to watch some Buffy so Seirra and I staked out in my room to watch the Last Live and get all sad and emotional.
I read some more of the Odyssey, so all I have to do is read a chapter of Walden and hit the sack.
I have also rediscovered the angst of Schwartz.
Schuldig thinks that it's about time but is pouty that my attention is not centered on him. Farfarello knows he fascinates me and couldn't care less either way who I'm interested in. Brad, however, is less than amuzed at my sudden fascination with him. Heh heh. Poor Brad. Can't go back to making me call him Crawford now.
But I need sleep, so I'll be going now.
Marty, Josh and Sierra watched TV with us. Marty, Rowsmakitty, Rodney, Del and BenTen gamed last night so after the game we all hung out. BenTen was taken to work, then called Del to fetch her because she did not actually have to work that night, so me, Josh, Rowsmakitty and Marty piled into Del's car to help fetch BenTen. I tortured Marty the whole time - my very presence seems to make him tensed up, and he just doesn't take hugging well. I think my random kitty-glomp of Rowsdower sparked the initial fear, but it went downhill after that. In their game Del and Marty are star-crossed lovers, so she torments him about that. Today at lunch I bit him. I think I scared him. Poor kid. Del keeps joking that she'll make out with him once she's no longer ill. Tonight, though, Marty and Josh had some major sympathy pains for a certain patient in House's clinic who had an incident with a box cutter.
As for INXS...well. I was sad. Mig was drunk or something, because he was just manic and not on the ball tonight. I crossed my fingers for Marty but he was too shy to interact with the band when he played with them and JD sidled right on in...the screams we girls (sans Erin) let loose when JD won must have shocked the whole floor. I actually flung my tissue box at the TV in horror. Mom called me up and we had a discussion about this. I was very annoyed, to say the least. The buildup was so tense and then HE won. After Marty's farewell speech, wherein he mentioned how grateful he was to INXS for taking time with him, Josh adlibbed, "And I hope you rethink my offer tomorrow morning when JD is gone" or something to that effect that made us all laugh. Then Josh took Marty home, Del retreated to her room to watch some Buffy so Seirra and I staked out in my room to watch the Last Live and get all sad and emotional.
I read some more of the Odyssey, so all I have to do is read a chapter of Walden and hit the sack.
I have also rediscovered the angst of Schwartz.
Schuldig thinks that it's about time but is pouty that my attention is not centered on him. Farfarello knows he fascinates me and couldn't care less either way who I'm interested in. Brad, however, is less than amuzed at my sudden fascination with him. Heh heh. Poor Brad. Can't go back to making me call him Crawford now.
But I need sleep, so I'll be going now.
