Today is 11/11/11. It seems significant somehow. You decide.
Editing page after page after page of textbook makes me want to stab my eyes out. Unfortunately for me, editing is all I've been doing lately. Which is why I've been checking facebook incessantly, reading loads of blogs/websites/news articles, and posting a bit more often than usual. Anything to distract...
When I was a freshman in college, I was never cold. I walked around campus in the middle of winter late at night in jeans, a sweater, hat, and gloves, and was almost never cold. I'm now freezing 95% of the time no matter what I wear. Maybe it's because I'm getting old.
T-rav and I have been eagerly engaged in a month-long Prison Break marathon. We finished the last episode last night. I feel as though it has left a small hole in my heart.
Thanksgiving is less than 2 weeks away. It can't come soon enough.
5 comments:
RIP Michael Scofield. He would have known how to get into your office this morning.
Hey. I could have gotten into my office this morning if I were desperate. But I was less motivated: no one was chasing after me with a gun.
You should have your thyroid checked...momma said it runs in the family and it contributes to feeling cold and lethargic.
Only one more year where we will have days like 11 11 11....next year we'll have 12 12 12...that's interesting.
I also cannot wait for Thanksgiving...even more so for Christmas.
I love Michael Scofield. That show was amazing.
Fautie wonders:
Did you like the way Prison Break ended?
Now it is time to start 24. You simply must try at least one season.
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