note to self- when anxious, listening to "come on, feel the illinoise" may not be the best choice.

i'm counting down to 4pm, which is when rebecca is supposedly done with her oral defense for her dissertation proposal. i feel so nauseous. i know she's going to do amazingly well, but i don't know how it will affect her. i am sending vibes to her committee, in hopes that it might result in her emerging feeling at least human.

in other news, i turn 28 on saturday. might start rounding up to 30 soon. if anyone wants to go to shakespeare in the park on sunday the 9th, i'll have details soon.

i'm also trying to plan a california trip for the end of december/beginning of january. one of my lovelies (holla, julia!!) is getting married on 1/12. while i definitely will be there for that, i would like to start my trip in san fransisco at the end of december to see my sister (assuming she moves) and karen and her awesome fam.

other than that, things are going well. i trained today and will train again tomorrow to be able to fill in for the owner at the vandy coffee place when she needs a day off. i'm still keeping options open, because i'll need a full time coffee gig come november. while i'm a bit burned out on cooking, it's nice to have a flexible end time. makes the job search a bit easier in most ways.

this entry is really boring, and i know this. but fuck it. it's 3:34. 26 minutes to go, and maybe longer. i'll let you know when she passes and how much ass she kicked.

love you all.
kristen.