The last week or two has been, in a word, NUTS. Thank God it's almost over!!
This past weekend: spent much time moving stuff. More moving is to come. This is a lot less beastly when it's spread out over several trips.
Saw
junsiew off from the dorms on Saturday morning. Sigh, looks like I will need a new tea time buddy for a while. Her mom, whom I haven't seen in months, told my mom on the phone later that I lost a bunch of weight, heh. :) I wouldn't go *that* far, but hey, I don't mind hearing it.
Saw Mr. and Mrs. Smith later that afternoon--yeah, it's a pretty fluffy movie, as one might expect, but it wasn't as terrible as I'd feared. Ate at Outback Steakhouse post-movie. Mmmmm, yummy.
Managed to fit in some WoW, and I am getting close to lv. 42. Soon it will be Uldaman time!
I mailed out my Father's Day card a week too early, duh. I think my brain just decided that Father's Day was a week earlier than it actually is, so I wouldn't lose the greeting card while we were packing and moving stuff. Way to plan ahead, brain! :D
Why is it that every time I wear high heels, I suddenly want to start walking around like a fashion model, with the weird hip dysplasia strut and everything? It's kind of hilarious.
I have to hit the gym as soon as possible, before my muscles atrophy any more than they already have. Soooo lazy.
That's all. Wee!
This past weekend: spent much time moving stuff. More moving is to come. This is a lot less beastly when it's spread out over several trips.
Saw
Saw Mr. and Mrs. Smith later that afternoon--yeah, it's a pretty fluffy movie, as one might expect, but it wasn't as terrible as I'd feared. Ate at Outback Steakhouse post-movie. Mmmmm, yummy.
Managed to fit in some WoW, and I am getting close to lv. 42. Soon it will be Uldaman time!
I mailed out my Father's Day card a week too early, duh. I think my brain just decided that Father's Day was a week earlier than it actually is, so I wouldn't lose the greeting card while we were packing and moving stuff. Way to plan ahead, brain! :D
Why is it that every time I wear high heels, I suddenly want to start walking around like a fashion model, with the weird hip dysplasia strut and everything? It's kind of hilarious.
I have to hit the gym as soon as possible, before my muscles atrophy any more than they already have. Soooo lazy.
That's all. Wee!