I expect both to be rather high this weekend. I have already begun the hot bath marathon I always complete when I get sick, and my brother has already begun the body count in Killzone 2. I don’t remember seeing him so giddy over a game, but if it makes him happy…cool. I feel like one of his victims, though. I’m achy, stuffy, and even my eyes seem blurred. Bah.
Send bath salts, please. I’m already pruney.
A long time ago, I was a sophomore at WVU. I had just changed majors and was anxious about my new major and the people I would be sharing my classes with. Almost immediately, I recognized a chick I had seen in a record store wearing a “Beckley College” sweatshirt. Since Beckley is relatively close to my hometown, I worked up the courage to talk to her, even though she looked like she didn’t want to be bothered by me or anyone else.
That chick was Kim, and she left me a comment this week. 🙂 Anyway, soon after that first day of class, Kim, Karmen (another homegrown West Virginian), and I had formed great friendships. I will absolutely never forget the sisterhood we shared. I had never had girlfriends before, and really haven’t since. I will remember the time we spent laughing, crying, spying, and growing to be the best time of my life and I can’t imagine what my life would have been like without them.
For what it’s worth, ladies, I think of you often, even if I don’t keep in touch like I should. :love:
My birthday was very quiet and very nice–except for the fact that the school caught fire and I had to stand in a very cold field for three hours while we waited for clearance. I guess Todd’s wishes to “Dead Jenn” were actually appropriate! 😆
The rest of the week was spent fighting horrible driving conditions and wishing for nothing more than home.
I’m going to do some fandom posting later today, but for now, it’s naptime.
The Amazing Race returns tonight! It’s time to travel (and fight with loved ones) vicariously through the contestants once again. I always think about how I would perform on the show, and I can honestly say that I doubt I’d even make it to the airport to start the race. I could probably manage well enough if I had a good partner as long as I never had to drive. If you’ve ever seen me get panicked whilst driving, you’ll understand. 😆
I think the only person I could race with is Narayan. He would know his way around the globe already, and he lets me spazz out without taking it too personally. He would also eat the fermented cow eyeballs (or whatever they come up with this year) without a fight. Niiiice.
Speaking of Narayan, he’s back in the country from Istanbul, and though I didn’t get to see him this visit, maybe we’ll get some time after he returns from his upcoming Kuwait trip. *fingers crossed*
Oh, and Happy Valentine’s Day. *pfft*