My best friend's little sister is getting married this weekend, and this is freaking me out. First, because I can remember C being a toddler. No way she's old enough to get married yet. (She's 23. Totally old enough. Still freaking me out.) Also, they planned this wedding in about three weeks, including her mother sewing her gown. I could never, in my life, be that organized.

Cash, I just saw a commercial for Orajel, I think it is, who has a new cold sore patch. You might want to look for those.

So I've got 3 Seekrit Santas to shop for at present! Or 2 1/2, I suppose - Buffistas, School and we're doing a collection of shoeboxes filled with presents for orphans - you need to specify the gender and age range on the box, and they give it to someone. I really enjoyed shopping for bits and pieces for a young teenage girl yesterday, and mulling over what she might like, even though I'll never see her. (So far my shoebox contains: a pretty T shirt, some silver flipflops, some strawberry cheesecake shower gel, chocolate flavour lip balm, perfume, crayons & pencils, a small notebook, a calculator shaped like a bar of chocolate, some actual chocolate, a pretty scarf, 3 juggling balls and a bag of balloons.)

Oooh, that sounds like a fun shoebox.

My dissertation is going nowhere. Seriously nowhere. I have no idea where to go next, and all of my adviser's suggestions have been dead ends.

Aw Hil, I'm wanting to say YAY for great eval day, but then you post about your dissertation blues, and saying YAY seems kinda strange.

Am home from Book Club. Apparently these things are more social than book talk. Which is totally cool, just not what I expected. And it appears waking up at 8am EST for a week has got me tired by 9PM CST. Not fair! I'm a night person damn it!

Aww, thanks, omnis.

I've somehow managed to get back onto a normal sleep schedule. Well, not quite normal, but close enough that I'm awake at the times I'm supposed to be awake.

Am I the only insomniac tonight? My brain will not leave me alone.

Why do some people feel the need to share and ask for advice in a situation where there is NO right answer? And any given advice will end up biting me in the ass?

Suzi, you and I are again insomnia buddies. As to the other, I don't know what to tell you other than I'm sorry you're in that situation.

I tried to keep my answers really general and all that, but I'm worried about any fall out. Worried that something will get taken out of context. Blech.

I have the ick and it looks like Matt has the ick. I sorta need to be at work until 1 tomorrow. I think I should be sleeping. oops.