"You have a weird girlfriend."
"She's your sister."
"The notecards are in the top right drawer."
"... I don't see them."
"The top right drawer... your other right, Faith."
"Oh! Here they are."
If you ever, ever, think about wearing new high heeled loafers without socks again... don't. mmmkay?
We miss you. We need you. The cats want you. My laundry cries out for you. Please, please come back.
Good news: Greensboro has Cook-out. Woot. :)
Bad news: They don't have cheesecake shakes. Foo.
I'd lost my reading mojo lately; reading for school for the last couple of months had killed it. I've been reading plenty, but if I wasn't getting graded on it, it wasn't getting read. Even after the semester was pretty well done, I couldn't bear to look at a book, which is weird for me.
But, I got a stack of stuff at the library on Tuesday, figuring I'd want to read something out of it, and I actually started a book Tuesday and finished it today. So, yay. Maybe the spell of not-reading (almost two months since I'd finished any pleasure reading) is broken.