Ahhhh, quiet time!

I've been sitting in my room for the last hour, reading up on some weblogs I haven't checked in a while. People talk alot of trash about weblogs, and how wasteful and boring they are. And yeah, rarely are any of them literary classics . . . but the humanity in them is sometimes addicting.

I mean sure, people type only 1/10th of what's REALLY going on in their heads, but usually that's more than what I'd hear from them. They are edited, but open diaries just laying about. I read one of my own too, the one I didn't publish ever, but just vented heavily into. I was so unhappy last year around this time, and now this year things are looking up like some musical comedy. Perspective. I got some. It's been a full year since getting un-engaged, and it was the right thing for both of us.

So, I spent the week anticipating getting the flu from that boy I like, and I think I got something fluish, but it never amounted to much. Sitting around, over-analyzing every weird symptom my brain registered. . . it was a lesson in psychology and immunology and how they might mix. Whatever I had, I woke up thursday morning feeling released! HUZZAH! We had a little birthday celebration for Sharon (Happy 24th Fowl Temptress!). Andy's birthday is coming up next, and then spring break!

Overall, I continue to be so busy in such a good way. If I get a nice tax return, I may even be able to buy new contacts and get my car checked, and start socking away some cash . . .maybe. I have some directions in research to pursue, and class is going alright, so I've got no complaints. Naptime now perhaps?