orange crush

and she says i write what she’s thinking first. not this time. this time jodi chromey beat me to it.
the unexpected, and wholly unwelcome, $912 car repair bill i received yesterday along with some boy-related soul-searching has totally complicated my entire weekend. spending last night with the newly-returned dean and the haven’t-gone-anywhere-to-return-from m&m eating pizza and learning new card & dice games probably saved my sanity.
meghan loved her box of 26 new socks (aka her birthday present); although, now that i’m thinking of it, i should have gotten her 32, one for each year. i’m so glad. nothing gives me more pleasure than giving someone a gift i know they’ll love, especially if they’d never pick it out for themselves.
this is going to be a very long, lean, dark december. i’m not really looking forward to much other than the end of this term and the free time it will avail me (which isn’t really much more than now, but at least i won’t be thinking about the homework i’m not doing all the time; that alone should free up at least two more days per week to brood on my train wreck of a personal life). luckily, i have all these great people to bring little bits of sunshine into my life.
thank you.