Apparently I was mistaken about how madly in love with me my parents are. Mum just told me that the link to my journal was gone and did I not want her to read it. So I had to explain that she damn well better not be reading my journal, but the blog is linked on my home page so that one is totally fine. And then a few minutes later she asked me how my bowel movements were today. Lovely, 'eh? My folks raised me on the parental theory of mocking. Explains a lot about who I am today I think.

I had a lovely, but exhausting weekend. Iolanthe was lovely as mentioned before. Then the drilling. Turns out it was a gas leak and at least three of the brownstones on my block have big holes drilled into their front courtyard areas. I'm glad my building was safe. Though the drilling did go on from about 1something in the morning until about 11:30AM Saturday morning. I got oh so much sleep. Finally dragged myself out of bed, way behind schedule and exhausted to go and get my new computer and my box of goodies from Christmas in Hawai'i. My dad is adorable and felt that instead of just installing XP on my laptop it was just better to get me a desktop with XP on it to go with my new iPod. Yes, I am a spoiled princess. Have I mentioned that before.

Anyway, I barely had enough time to get that done before E showed up to get his phone. We had a lovely day together of brunch, chatting, dinner, drinks, chatting. And obscenely cold temperatures. At one point I kept thinking of how I chose not to go to school in Minnesota and this was largely why. Anyway, I missed a friend of a friend's birthday party which was too bad, but not horrible. The fact that I haven't called said friend is, though. Hang on...

Whew, I have been forgiven. We're all going to do a dinner thing later.

So... I finally sent E on his way (to possibly get an iPod, hee) while I went to brunch with my friend, the rock star. And between not sleeping with the drilling and not sleeping with the drinking I was just pooped. And so I zoned all day rereading Harry Potter 5. And then couldn't sleep last night.

All this to explain that right now I just want to flee to my home to read more Harry Potter and then go to bed early with a glass of warm milk.

Next weekend I get to go to CT to check out the inventory on my fraternity's eating club kitchen and meet with the chef I was forced to fire last week and give him his belongings while we get our license back from him. Y'all are jealous. Luckily I enjoy these undergrads and might have fun while there. So that's something.

Y'all wish you had my sassy life. I know.