No hope at all

Well...I give up. I finally watched Charlie Brown's Christmas and it didn't help at all. I still feel miserable and very very un-christmasy.*sigh*

Hehehe *squeel*

Dr. Bradshaw emailed me back about when I can get my paper. She said, and I quote *g*:

"It was an amazing, beautifully written essay"

Heeheehee. How cool is that? I can't wait to actually talk to her about it.

 

Oh, and I got really great sleep last night! I konked out about 4:30 this morning and was dead until 12:30 this afternoon! *sigh* So that's what it feels like to be rested...hmm...who knew...

Oh...

So I stole this from karenbear , and I think it's a pretty great idea. So here:

I know very little about some of the people on my friends' list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes spinach."

I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal.