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sihayadesignsI'm tired. My brain is just worn out from all of this 'academia' stuff. Not to mention, it's gotten downright cold outside. I'd like to stay in tonight, cuddled up with some tea and some mindless tv, but no-- there are staff meetings to attend and duty to do. Duty where I have to bite my tongue and not be heartless and otherwise evil. But no, wouldn't want to adequately express how I feel, would I? That would be mean. So, I'm going to be very very quiet and concentrate only on doing laundry.
I wore Mike's clothes today. His sweater is actually not too overwhelmingly large on me-- I even got a few compliments. I like the soft color of it, and I might get a few green sweathers of my own. I'm sure he'll be charmed to get it back smelling of my perfume. Well, at least it's a fairly unisex scent-- spices and pumpkin and fir needle.
This weekend, I will be gathering up all the raw materials for the Yuletide boxes that I'm making-- paints and brushes and all of that jazz. That way, I'll have something to do when I go home in two weeks for Thanksgiving-- which, by the way, I am so looking forward to. Every year, I get up to watch the Macy's parade in my PJs and pick at the food that my mother keeps shooing me away from. By the time dinner is served, I'm almost always starved out of my mind.
Speaking of my mother, she's driving me nuts. She called Monday, but she called my lan line, and I am hardly ever home. Seeing as how I didn't get home before her bedtime because I had classes all day and then a performance, I planned to call her last night at dinnertime, because I had classes until 6pm. Well, by that time, she'd left me three messages on my answering machine AND called Mike. "Christina, are you trying to avoid me?" Oh, yes. Yes I am. Because I have an actual life that involves me not being at home to await your zealous abundance of paranoid phonecalls, I am most definitely avoiding you, mother mine. I called her back and informed her that since I've told her over and over that I am rarely home before she goes to bed, she should try my cell phone, because I check messages between classes. Common sense, right? Bah!
Hungry. I'm gonna go make me some mashed taters. :)
I wore Mike's clothes today. His sweater is actually not too overwhelmingly large on me-- I even got a few compliments. I like the soft color of it, and I might get a few green sweathers of my own. I'm sure he'll be charmed to get it back smelling of my perfume. Well, at least it's a fairly unisex scent-- spices and pumpkin and fir needle.
This weekend, I will be gathering up all the raw materials for the Yuletide boxes that I'm making-- paints and brushes and all of that jazz. That way, I'll have something to do when I go home in two weeks for Thanksgiving-- which, by the way, I am so looking forward to. Every year, I get up to watch the Macy's parade in my PJs and pick at the food that my mother keeps shooing me away from. By the time dinner is served, I'm almost always starved out of my mind.
Speaking of my mother, she's driving me nuts. She called Monday, but she called my lan line, and I am hardly ever home. Seeing as how I didn't get home before her bedtime because I had classes all day and then a performance, I planned to call her last night at dinnertime, because I had classes until 6pm. Well, by that time, she'd left me three messages on my answering machine AND called Mike. "Christina, are you trying to avoid me?" Oh, yes. Yes I am. Because I have an actual life that involves me not being at home to await your zealous abundance of paranoid phonecalls, I am most definitely avoiding you, mother mine. I called her back and informed her that since I've told her over and over that I am rarely home before she goes to bed, she should try my cell phone, because I check messages between classes. Common sense, right? Bah!
Hungry. I'm gonna go make me some mashed taters. :)
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Date: 2004-11-10 04:27 pm (UTC)(it's an 800 line switchboard I'm running here and she had a knack for calling to tell me some funny thing Leno said - o-O - riiiiiiiiiiiiiight, great way to keep a job huh?)
I MADE her learn how to use e-mail - it worked wonderfully!
uh, maybe you can talk you're mom in to emailing?? Or when you get home, see about putting your cell number on speed dial for her.
ah, turkey day - can't wait!!!
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Date: 2004-11-11 05:38 am (UTC)Ahh parents.....lovable yet annoying while a college student. I so remember those days.
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Date: 2004-11-10 05:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-10 09:33 pm (UTC)Sorry, Gollum moment :)