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And also it's snowing. What the hell.
Mar. 24th, 2008 06:14 pmFuck this cold right and proper. My head's clogged, my ears are stuffed, I haven't had any REM sleep in a day and a half, and I really don't want to talk about the state of my nose.
Went to all my important classes (even if I did fall asleep during two of them), but I'm skipping this week's Celtic Art class in favor of staying inside where it's warm and consuming helpful sorts of tea and Benedryl. *burrows into bed and pulls the covers up 'round her neck* Half the class seems to be absent half the time anyway and I've had perfect attendance and good grades until now.
*...pokes head out again* Also we've got a lesson on weaving and woolens and a guest presenter talking about spinning. If I wasn't already in a perpetual state of *thud* for all of today I'm pretty sure an hour and a half of cloth working would push me over the edge anyway.
Went to all my important classes (even if I did fall asleep during two of them), but I'm skipping this week's Celtic Art class in favor of staying inside where it's warm and consuming helpful sorts of tea and Benedryl. *burrows into bed and pulls the covers up 'round her neck* Half the class seems to be absent half the time anyway and I've had perfect attendance and good grades until now.
*...pokes head out again* Also we've got a lesson on weaving and woolens and a guest presenter talking about spinning. If I wasn't already in a perpetual state of *thud* for all of today I'm pretty sure an hour and a half of cloth working would push me over the edge anyway.
