$20 if anyone can pronounce the last word of the previous paragraph.
Anyway, I had a fun day yesterday. I was sick [that wasn't the fun part], so I didn't go to classes, but that gave me time to sleep in and catch up on some homework I had neglected. I spent most of the morning reading--
- The Birth-mark by Nathaniel Hawthorne
- The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allen Poe
- Bartleby the Scrivener by Herman Melville
It was mad fun, I loved all three [even though the archaic language bothered me a tidge]. After that, I did some other homeworkish things, then practiced my chanter [I officially learned how to play all the doublings yesterday! Wooooo!], cleaned myself, watched American Idol, ate food, and played MAO! If you've ever been to girl's camp/been in a high school theatre company, you should know what Mao is.
For the past three nights, our dear friend Joe's-way [a fun phonetic spelling of his name in Italian] has come over to play Mao. It's essentially Uno, but with lots and lots of imaginary rules. Nadin, Becca, and I have become obsessed, but as perusual, Grandma will have nothing to do with it.
In weekend news, I'm going skiing tomorrow since I missed class yesterday. But, that aside, guess who's going to be lonely on Valentine's Day?
If you said Punxsutawney Phil, then you're correct. Happy Day of Togetherness in two days!
