"The Restaurant"
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Something
I’ve been thinking a lot this morning about who I was two years ago, three years ago, and four years ago. These thoughts make me uncomfortable, almost queazy. Is that normal?
Me: Good morning!
Dick Taylor: Mornin', kid.
*hurriedly packs laptop bag, throws on coat, grabs wallet*
Me: Where yah goin'?
Dick Taylor: Out.
Me: Out?
Dick Taylor: Yeah, gotta go pick up a body.
Hello, 2013.
Last night, I had a fever of 100.8. It’s gone this morning. How odd. With the exception of a headache, I don’t feel ill. Maybe this is the Universe’s way of telling me that I should slow down — and watch lots and lots of movies — this week.
I wish I had one more week here in Danvers. The 8th is coming up quick, and I’ll have to leave! Back to all those responsibilities: full course load, two jobs, military fitness… bleh.
That’s lazy talk. Maybe, in actuality, I’ve been on vacation too long!
Oh, hey, it’s a new year. New Year’s Eve was kind of anticlimactic for me. I ended up watching that ball drop alone, in my house, standing by the dining room table. I sent out my texts to people I miss, to people I wish I could see more often. Which made me a little sad.
All in all, it was a fantastic year. Perhaps it was sloppy, but we made it. I am all at once frightened by and interested in what may happen next. We’ll see.
Me: Gahh, I think I scratched the inside of my nose somehow *puts pressure on left nostril*
Dick Taylor: Ouch!
Me: Yeah!
Dick Taylor: Gotta stop usin' that glass crack pipe.
Me: ...yeah...
Home, home, home.
I’m back in Danvers!
Could not be happier about it!
A quick recap:
Got here on the 27th at 8-ish (AM).
Remained awake for a total of 37 hours.
On the 28th, baked a from-scratch batch of:
- Vanilla cupcakes with melted white chocolate morsels inside
- That were filled with a whipped-cream-and-fresh-puréed-strawberries mix
- That were topped with white chocolate/strawberry/cream cheese frosting
Continued on to bake a cherry cobbler, also from scratch.
Spent the rest of my time with Darren, the now-four-year-old boy who gets all at once cuter and more devilish with age.
Today, the 29th, we went to lunch (all eight of us: grandparents, aunt, mother, Chris, Erin, Darren, and I). We took Erin to the outlets.
Overall, we watched a sickening amount of television.
Oh, I ripped through the entire first season of American Horror Story, AND rewatched the first season of Mad Men.
I am now rewatching the second season of Mad Men (I’m almost done!).
Tomorrow I will begin watching the third season of Mad Men.
Hey, to continue updating you on my television habits… I may or may not have caught completely up on How I Met Your Mother AND The Big Bang Theory. God help me and my guilty pleasures.
Oh, and then there’s 30 Rock. And Archer. And Community.
STOP ME.
Made it.
A whole 25 hours later, I’m here in South Carolina.
Hello, I’m In Delaware
No but seriously, I’m in Delaware. Inching my way toward the southeast. It is cloudy and pouring. The Delaware bridge is a parking lot, just like the Jersey Turnpike was an hour ago. Maybe I should start knitting a scarf or something to pass the time. Anybody have any requests? I have some light tan wool yarn here that is suitable for anything winter-appropriate.
On the road…
…and stuck in fucking New Jersey. Remind me again why I make this drive every year? I mean I really am more of an airplane person.
The fact that we have thirteen hours left — without traffic — irks me like you would not believe.
I hate to whine. But traffic is on my “Top Five” list of pet peeves.
Oh look, hail.
From the Apartment
I am quite exhausted. I’ve spent most of my day preparing for my near-twenty hour drive tomorrow to Hilton Head Island, South Carolina. But I wanted to write a little before going to sleep; I’m getting myself back into the Tumblr habit.
I went over to Charlie’s this evening and saw some faces I haven’t in TOO long. I miss everyone so much! I think some serious visiting is in order during semester two. And in the immediate future, LOTS of hanging out. I should be back by three o’clock on the 30th.
*I will be open for plans between 9 AM and midnight every day until January 8th!*
A quick side note: I studied Sy just now for three solid minutes. He has gained some weight, but is more playful than ever. Instead of rising to sit or perch on his hind legs to bat or poke at the present plaything, he has adopted this method of rolling to said object and chomping viciously on it once close enough.
