mornings are nice when you don't have to be anywhere

I meant to go down to campus today for various reasons, but the urge to just be lazy is too strong. I love the first days after the end of the semester, when all I want is to lay around and read.

A list of people to send Christmas cards to, and I have some presents that need to be wrapped and mailed. I gave my mom a present yesterday, because she might want to do something with it before Christmas. I need to go get the items for the Advent Giving tree, and run errands. But I think I'm going to put all that off til tomorrow.

Tomorrow's main priority is driving down to see the incomparable Cate. We have lots of stories and suppressed glee to share.

it's just dressed up to look nice

Reading about my former place of employment makes me realize that temp work is a glorified form of day labour. What I did was precisely like what goes on with all the men waiting in empty parking lots around Austin in the morning.

A peaceful day. Read lots of Harry Potter, worked on my Christmas cards, went to work. Saw the Wildebeast in the store, and minutes after she left all the power went out. I wonder if bad karma causes electrical shorts. It was kind of fun, except for the customers.

A regular day, aside from the violent fits of coughing. I couldn't speak at the register when a customer asked me a question, so I had to gesture at another employee for an answer. In the middle of coughing, I thought of all the coughing that Snape does in various bits of fanfic and started to laugh. Or rather, convulse and cough. Which must have seemed horrific for the customers.