2002-11-19 - 9:07 p.m. -
Obla di obla da, life goes on.
If I don't be careful...my entries are going to start looking like Kristen's and James' from this summer..j/k(I love your entries, they are extremely uplifting, but James told me other people whine and bitch so I thought I'd do my share). I just..it's so hard to be so happy and not talk about it. Sara calls me every day. That makes me feel good too. I think she's great and it's wonderful to have a friend who will do the calling as well as you doing the calling yourself. Those of you who are not callers know what I mean... My kitty is on my lap purring his heart out and strecthing one paw out as far as he can...ooh, I see claws on that paw as well, I'd better watch out. Work was fun. I wrote a speech I have to give tomorrow and I talked with co-workers and I did a crossword puzzle. I am about to go bake cookies with Sean. Yes, yes I am. I missed the meteor shower this morning. I was tired. We watched Swingers last night. I got home earlier than usual but then woke up early as well. Sucks. I don't work tomorrow but I am going to be moving my futon home from the dorm room and Sara said that she would help and that Jonathan probably would as well. How exciting. I bet Marcus would too. He offered to last time I was moving stuff. I've got some great friends. I saw Liz the other night(she lives practically across the street from Sean). The exchange went as follows: Jenn from across the street yelling: "LIZ!" Jenn walks over to Liz. Liz: "I'm sick!" *Liz gives Jenn a big hug and Jenn tries to hold her breath* We talked some more, but that was just an observation of a phenomena that happens all the time that I wanted to note while I still had a specific instance in my mind. Anywho, I had better run or the cookies will already be made by the time I get there. Check you later, Jenn
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