I'm currently in Philapelphia for a girls weekend with some good friends. We had a bummer of an announcement in that Marissa couldn't make it because of being really sick. And I had to scramble to find a way to the train station after the cab I had booked canceled on me 50 minutes before they were supposed to pick me up.

So, not the best start to a vacation.

But the rest of the trip up was pretty good (trains are so much better than buses!) and the hotel room is pretty nice. The view is great:

I came up a day early, hoping to see someone from the family and I'm currently waiting on my cousin to arrive.

Everyone else will be getting in tomorrow and we'll be busy doing tourist stuff until we head home on Monday.

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A sudden, unexpected call from an old friend (I've known E for - 14 years now?) really made my night. We used to see each other once or twice a year but that dwindled due to life so it was really awesome that he suddenly called. It was nice reconnecting after so long and a nice thing to happen on a bit of a low feeling night.



Because this week hasn't been awesome enough, my car is in the shop. The TPMS light came on, so the tires are acting up; it's also making a really awful metal scraping noise. THAT doesn't sound good.

Or cheap.

Sitting at the shop for a bit. Fun times.

At least I just got the call that my new chairs are in and set up. (Except I have to pay the balance due...damn this week is shaping up to be pricier than it should be!)



How is it that I spend most of my vacation going 'Should I read or nap?' and then one day go 'how is my time off almost over?' What evil sorcery has befallen me?

(I plan on doing a more detailed post when I'm not at my parents and have decent internet and my laptop again. The internet's so bad here that it's a waste dragging that huge thing here.)


Unexpected sleepover

Due to some of the worst tooth pain I've yet experienced I'm currently holed up at the parents place for the night. I came over this morning to go with them to the cemetery and just really have not been up to driving myself back. It didn't help that I had eaten nothing except for a Kellogg's breakfast shake, so between the lack of food and the pain, my body is in rough shape.

So mom took me to the apartment to grab overnight stuff, feed the cat and - important - pay rent. I'm praying the pain ebbs; 3 pain pills and an endless stream of hot compresses have done very little.

Mom's making soup - god bless my parents.



So I think I'm getting the hang of Tumblr but need more people to follow! Your Tumblr names, give them to me. *grabbyhands*



So, I've managed to catch a baby version of what the parents came down with - dad had a nasty chest cold, mom came down with bronchitis and sinusitis.  Thankfully, I seem to be running just a slightly high fever and a nasty cough; of course, it's only day two so who knows if this'll get worse or better.  I went in late to work yesterday (I kept waking up coughing) and then ended up going home because the cough just got worse.

I'm taking advantage by napping on the couch and catching up on the eight billion shows I have DVRed.  I managed to finally watch the last three episodes of Once Upon a Time the other week and now I need to catch up on Defiance, Under the Dome, Crossing Lines, and Motive.

I'm still massively on the fence with Defiance - there's a lot that I like, like Nolan and his relationship with his daughter, the sneaky Tarrs, the world building, the underhanded twists.  But I really don't buy Amanda as mayor and there's just something that's not clicking with me.  I'm three episodes away from the end now, having watched two this morning, and I just - don't care as much as I should?  I really want to like this show, I love so many of the characters, but it's lacking a cohesive element or something for me.

I really, really wish I liked it more.

Magic vacation!

You never fully realize how much you need a vacation until the vacation is Right Goddamn There. Marissa and I have escaped to Charlottesville for the weekend and we are, get this:

Staying in a B&B that is ON a vineyard. What magic is this?

Oh, and the guy running it is a trained chef. Oh, and the owner is a chocolatier who gives you chocolates every night.


I'd write more but, as Marissa has said, it's wine and PJs time.