The weather and my immune system may be telling me to slow down. It snowed this evening, which is fabulous because if there is snow, there is ice, and ice means ice skating. It's teachers convention weekend, which means the girlfriend does not have school until tuesday. I don't know what that means, but I'm hoping I will get to see a lot of her, because I adore her. I am falling very, very hard and very, very fast for her. We are having great adventures.

Tomorrow I am quite excited about, and I hope that my current zombie mode [which is in cahoots with the mothership is conspiring against me to prevent me from my own little indie rock, rocking out,] does not develop into full blown sick mode, because I want to go to Melissa's house tomorrow and see her disco ball and gold entry way.

Which means, it's ginger tea and blankie time.

Love.