The best thing I ever found in a tide pool was a sea urchin.

At last the allergens have come for me. They snuck up on me yesterday afternoon and continued to harass me throughout the night as I woke up with a fuzzy-feeling throat, a space in the roof of my mouth that felt like acid mucus had bored a hole directly from my nose, and now just tiredness and sneezing and snorting and boooo and also I got convinced to buy a chai with my breakfast doohickey and now my stomach feels icky and having allergies was already making it feel icky and all is complicated.

I really hope I can reign in my allergies by tomorrow, as I will be flying to Williamsburg and flying while snotting is never fun. And also it would be really lame to have to go "SNRRRK" every few minutes during my defense. I feel like it would detract somehow.

Anyway.

Thursday decken and I went to an Indian restaurant which was surprisingly good (normally I would avoid Indian food like...most foods) and then finished the first season of Mad Men. That was neat.

infinityduck now has both a job and an apartment, so that's exciting. He's probably a bit relieved since I accidentally hit him in the face while sleeping. He will no longer have to fear for his personal bedtime safety. Even though it was his fault for putting his face where my arm needed to go.

And I have about a billion things to do before tomorrow, but at least I have a place to stay (with my mentor Wendy yaaay) and um...you know, hopefully after Tuesday I'll be relatively free to um...be haunted by other things! Or so I hope.

( Notes to self. )

Uuugh I feel so lousy. When my coworker gets here, I think I'm going to go on break and lie down in back and wibble pitifully to myself.

Edit: Yes, cranky woman whose returned DVDs reek profoundly of cigarette smoke, it's completely my fault that there are no copies of "Curious Case of Benjamin Button" in the store. We have absolute control over when people return things and did this just to bother you. Please be rude to me. It's all my fault.