"But We're As Cold As Yesterday's Mashed Potatoes..."

...And starting to-day, Christmas is no longer offencive. When I'm home from work, I'll post.

I have far too much to do to-day, and quite nothing interesting to say. Alas, etc.

Only I'm going to rent Hamlet from the library to-day, and promised to watch Kiss me Kate with Da', and Mum and Waen are away; they've gone to their pretentious horse festival in Philadelphia. ^_~ They won't be back until to-morrow. This mostly translates as me being able to be online to-night until essentially five o'clock, whee. Also that I can listen to all the music Waen hates.

And now I must get off and shelve, and start making lists of everything I've got to do, so I don't forget--

But I'm still very happy, you know. Feeling a lot better to-day than I have been at other times this week. I've got some things sorted out. (Also, I've found I can wear a dress I bought in July. That's always nice, isn't it? It's very pretty--it's got ruffles. and pockets.)

--Work.

"Or Simply Disappear..."

Mou.

I suppose I should go and have breakfast--but I really must finish my treadmilling. I don't like going to Curves when I haven't eaten; I always feel a little dizzy afterwards. Well, it's only an hour and a half 'til supper, at any rate, so I suppose I shall just wait, and do my treading.

Actually, I feel tired enough just to go to sleep and not bother with anything, but that's out of the question. There's far too much to do.

^_^ I did get out some nice books, though, so I am glad about that.

Was reading in the library--no, no, no. To-day is a good day, really, so we'll put this topic away for the angsty post that's sure to come sometime around the beginning of December. Self = far too predictable.

^__^ I have pennies in my pockets! And they're shiny ones. And now I'd certainly better do my treading, or I shan't have time to get started on the other hundred things I ought to do, including the history exam I should have taken Wednesday, the poetry I meant to write yesterday, and the letters-- (don't say a word about the letters)--

Agga. Yes. Off goes Soujin. Christmas post to come directly we finish.

"Above Thy Deep and Dreamless Sleep..."

It's that tiiiiime of the year, Lord help us...

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