There's something so comforting to waking up to rain. I love the dreary, nwesternlike drizzle that's saturating the campus right now. It's fun to walk in the rain, breathe the clean air, and watch the last of the snow dissolve. It's cathartic. [and it's also humerous to watch certain 'ridic' females stumble around in their pointy-pumps and worry about their hair. ha!]
Except, of course, when you're flu-ish [i caught it from talking to m. on the phone the other day or maybe the blog of kates. not sure], your stomach is toying with the idea of expelling its contents, you have two papers to write, a mountain of work in the office that cannot be ignored, hours of Greek and a big test on Friday, another walk up the hill [aqueduct] for class in a couple of hours, and three hours of rehersal to look forward to tonight. ["ill, but surprisingly...upbeat!"]
we're trading all our love
for tea and sympathy
send hugs. send a couple extra hours to sleep. and some vegetable soup.
mom?
update: since my amazing mom is 2100 miles away, i got the next best thing. the astonishing mrs. c heard i was sick and left a bucket of homemade, fresh chicken noodle soup in front of my door. [when was the last time one of your professor's wives did that for you?! uh huh!] and then my cousin called and asked if he could make me some soup, too! do i have it good or what! [okay, except for the fact that i'm too sick to eat any of it right now...arrgh]
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