It's an epidemic.

Esp. since I think my friend's father may have died. There was an urgent message on her Facebook page from her SiL for her to get in touch. Now her status update says she's off to Cape Cod, where her dad lives. Of course she's been called to his side for his imminent death several times in the past year and he's survived so far, but who knows.

That was a bummer.

It was! But weirdly sweet.

Thanks Burrell-- I was getting a little worried!

Childfree for three hours. Whee

Skipping once more (skipping even a double-digit-only number of posts is a sure sign of drowning in exams that need grading) to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is DavidS' birthday.

Happy birthday, Hec! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!

All these people dying so young is kind of freaking me out, and also making me glad that I've been going to the gym regularly and attempting to change my eating habits.

I think I shall go shoe shopping. I need new gym shoes. And another pair of flats. And possibly some wedges.

Happy Birthday Hec.

Have we discussed here how all of the Harper's Island episode titles are onomatapoetic (how do you spell that?)? Last night's was "Splash." And the guy in the file picture at the end was Abby's townie boyfriend, right? Maybe by the finale, I'll have the characters straight! At least by then there will only be two left....

Happy birthday, David!

Happy Birthday Manservant Hecubus!