I didn’t write anything yesterday. Hmm. I just realized that. I guess it is harder to write when I’m not doing anything. What was yesterday…Friday, right? Oh! I had lunch with Cayce and Dave, which was very nice. I am so bad at keeping in touch with most people when I’m not with them, especially this fall when I was endlessly swamped with homework, but it’s always nice to be able to come home and catch up. And last night I talked to Katie for a long time about all sorts of stuff, which I really enjoyed. I have an awesome sister.
Today I have no big plans. (Surprise, surprise.) I rented a few movies the other night and I think I will watch one today. Let’s see, Thursday night I watched 61*, Billy Crystal’s HBO movie about the Maris/Mantle home run record chase in 1961. The other two I rented are Snatch and Memento, so I should have some good movie watching times ahead. I’m catching up on everything I missed in the theater.
Today is Jes’s birthday, but I have no idea where she is…Charlotte? Wilmington? Somewhere in between?
I think maybe I have been sleeping too much. You know how getting too much rest can just make you even more tired? I think that’s happening to me. I wake up in the morning, blink my eyes a few times, roll over, and just go back to sleep. Today I got up at 11:30…I think that’s the first time I’ve been up before noon since I got home. Hee hee. I really should get back on a normal schedule, eh.
