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It was a thoroughly enjoyable day today, though I've been nursing a really bad headache for the past couple of hours so I guess I am being punished for having such a good day. It's like Louisa May Alcott just dropped into my life. At least I don't have to scrub the floors, too.

Right, my head hurts too much to type more, so I leave you with this fabulous site. You can't get better than Sheep Poo Paper.

I bought books, lots of them. I'll tell you more about them later.

That's all I'm going to say. Well, I guess I could say, "I am Michael Flatley, Lord of the Dance. Love me! Adore me! And all of my greasy, sweaty sexiness." But then you would know just how mad I am.

Happily, I am back to sanity.

::frolics after French men::

On a whim, I decided that I did not want to watch Flags of our Fathers tonight while eating ice cream, and decided to watch one of the lovely Japanese musicals lamath recently sent me. I really wasn't in the mood for watching people I would grow to like in the first hour of the movie, only to watch them die tragically (you see, I read the book last year, and it's uncomfrotable to stare at someone and know that their time is limited). Unfortunately, I did realize how tragic Rose of Versailles is, for that is what I decided on.

For the first twenty or so minutes, I was like, "Is that Marie Antoinette?", or is that her, no... wait, that one must be her! And then I finally looked up the synopsis, only to discover that it really isn't all about Marie Antionette at all, but, instead, about a girl called Oscar. And now I just watched the tragic ending of Andre, Oscar's loyal servant who had just informed Oscar that he was in love with her. The poor boy. At least they get buried together, or so the synopsis says. I wish there were English subtitles, it would make things so much easier!

I also just won an Ebay auction, something I haven't even tried to do for years. But, I got a first edition (though, library edition) Sally Watson book (Highland Rebel, her first) for only $12.57 (that includes shipping) so I am pretty happy with my talents, as that is cheaper than the newer softcovers that look as if they would fall apart with a little prodding. Plus, it's one that I have never read. Double the bonus! There, that is my Valentine's Day treat for myself. Another would be to have a snow day on either Tuesday or Wednesday. But, apparently the library stays open even during hurricanes, so the chances of having a snow day is nill. Pity.

I was all set for another Saturday night alone, when I received a phone call from Julie asking me if I would like to go to the new pizza resturant in town (which happened to be the one I went to with Bryan) with her because her husband has been in Richmond the past few days playing percussion for a ballet. I said, "sure!" of course. And it was nice. I discovered that she likes musicals, though not of the recent variety. I need to burn her a copy of Jane Eyre, because it is literary, afterall. Maybe she would like it. And, also Shakespeare! She didn't realize that they were having a Shakespeare festival in DC, so maybe she will go check that out. After eating, she said she needed to go to the outlet mall for a pair of jeans, and invited me along. So, I went. I bought a new sweater (not pink, but dark orange) for under $12 at Bass. Super sale!

Oh, I also stopped by Kmart to buy Girl Scout cookies from Tammy's daughter, and then completely forgot to pick up index cards. I'm such a slacker. But, I did get a box of Tagalongs! However, I didn't make cookies like I was going to do yesterday. I also need to get milk, and am hoping that there will still be some left on the shelf by tomorrow after work. Hopefully there won't be a run on essentials at the grocery store. It's not like it is going to be a horrible storm, right? I should have gone out today.

I did, however, talk to all of my family on the phone today.

readenglnd wants you all to know that I am currently on the phone with her. That is all.

Oh, and this late at night, she cracks me up. Hilarious.

Ooo, and now we are fighting about the Yankees vs the Mets.

And she gets to kidnap see Graham Abbey next week. So jealous!

I think something is wrong with me. But if I think too much on it, like I did this morning, I might almost pass out again. So I won't. And deny a potential problem might exist. That's just how I live my life. I don't like going to the doctor's.

It is also bitterly cold. I went out with Jen to the BPL this afternoon. She had to return books. We were going to go to the Longwood Starbucks and CVS, but since we didn't want to walk that way in the cold, went to their conterparts near Copley. We were crossing the street to Starbucks and Jen lost her favorite hat thanks to the wind. I didn't notice until too late that she had gone running back and had chased it into the street we had just crossed. Luckily, she caught up with it and was not run over by oncoming traffic. A little of Michael's traffic frolicking ability must have rubbed off. Safely reunited, we had some hot drinks to warm us up before heading out in the cold again. I'm very sad that they don't have Chanticos anymore. I only had one once, but it was chocolatly goodness! Their hot chocolate does not compare at all. At CVS, I bought soap.

Tonight, we mocked Van Helsing. Oh gosh! It is Sam West! I really thought it was him as Frankenstein, but Jen had no idea. Too bad he got sucked dry. David Wenham as Carl was probably the best thing about the movie. "But I don't want to go to Transylvania." I'm glad he survived. Whenever I saw Dracula, I kept saying "Good evening" in the hope that he would say it. But he never did. Jen was disappointed to find out that she missed half of the James Blunt concert they had on tv because we were watching the movie.

Tomorrow I have lots of work to do. For as you see, I didn't do all that much work today at all.

I had a lovely book discussion with Laura during lunch today. We seem to have similar tastes in books, and I was able to recommend several titles and authors to her that she had not heard of previously. I showed her some of my books and she seemed to be eager to read them, though at present, she is occupied with five other books she had recently borrowed from the BPL.

When I went to pick up my laundry from the basement (oh, I can't help but think about the stairs), I ran into a new GSLIS student. When did I become so jaded about the GSLIS, and more specifically, the archives program? For that is what she is planning to study, and I don't think I was completely gushing about it. She did seem nice enough, though, and her name was quite like a friend of mine from college, except I think that it was her first name, and not first and last.

Jen and I took in the view at Bartol tonight, and dreamed of a new workout video designed around that experience. Since we already have planned the Museum/Art Gallery and Librarian workout videos. And did you know that Bartol has their own special chicken salad? Well, we didn't until tonight, but since it had the name "Bartol" in the title, we felt it would be risky to try it out. We later went to Quadside (not just to look at our empty mailboxes), but also to buy some string cheese, which really wasn't what I was planning on purchasing, but I haven't had it in years, and who am I to resist cheese?

And Jen's supposed away message for our weekend (if you want to know what we will be doing):

I'm sorry that I cannot take your call, but I am currently in the control room plotting out how to seperate the choice meat from the rest of the herd. If you are on the Ryan Seacrest List, and believe me, that is not a compliment, do not expect to hear back from me.

I have the best friends in the world. I really do! I love you all. You should be told that, and often.

Thanks for your words of encouragement in my last post. And thank you for sticking with me, even though I have my moments.

As far as dropping a course to make my life easier, I really can't. I would lose money and would have to stick around in grad school for another semester, something I really don't want to do. So I am stuck. But my outlook on life is much better at this moment. Maybe because my book review is finished, and although it might not be the best cookie in the cookie jar, I think it is alright. Or maybe it is because of Julie Andrews.

But more on that later. I'm too tired tonight.

Bon soir, mes amies!