that said, there is really no excuse for my lack of internet correspondence. i've had plenty of time to get down to it, what with being funemployed for the last month or so. but apparently a mystery science theater 3000 marathon proved too tempting for me to resist. i'm weak. we know this. fortunately however, my netflix instant queue joyride will come to a crashing halt next monday when i start as an on-call medical assistant at holly park clinic. after tomorrow's bountiful eating and drink fest with greg and his friends, i will have to break out all my notes on child immunizations and proper sterile technique so that i may once and for all prove to be not such a bad deal for society. or at the very least, not get fired. wish me luck.
in other wish me luck news, i'm attempting to make this for friendsgiving, and i admit, i'll probably be sauced during the entire affair. but you can't really blame me - it's snowing outside and like ten degrees in our apartment. for the past three days, i've been wearing long johns, tripling on jackets and socks whilst donning scarves and mittens. INSIDE THE HOUSE (which is where the call is coming from? what? i don't know what i'm saying.) not to mention, greg started making spiced rum cider and he is a persuasive fellow, let me tell you. sure, you might be saying, "since when do you need persuading, selena?". to which i respond with a classic liz lemon eye roll and a request to pass the sailor jerry hither, if you please.
the upside of the cold however, is that it makes it feel more christmas-ey, which in turn always triggers memories of holidays past - and a reminder to be thankful for the things i have and the ones i love. i hope that you all feel similarly blessed in your lives. here's your found item of the day:
yes, yes. that's a very nice sentiment. now, if you'll excuse me, poops, i have pumpkin that needs puree-ing and cider that needs drinking.
