Life, in bullet points

Post-Dragon*Con.
Possibly sick --fever, headaches (defeated by ibuprofen), sore throat, no nausea yet
Boy has to work, which is booooooo
Going to make food possibly
D*C really was entirely fun
ZaphodGroupie is fantastic and so utterly clearly related to me it's not even funny
Rach is grand to hang out with
Possibly going to spend much of this evening napping so I will be awake when Boy is not having to work
(Boy is Sparr. Yes, am still in Atlanta, until about three tomorrow)
Might be going to a Red Sox game tomorrow? Depends on things
Can possibly not actually move in to dorm. This is sucky.
Have somehow not missed a day of words, meaning I've gotten a fifty day streak, meaning I really have to keep writing or else doom and really now.
Ooo, backrubs. Followed by a digression of friends lists.

At some point I need to babble about the idea of knowing things, and not knowing things, and knowing or not knowing that you do or do not know stuff.

This is not a very accomplished entry. I'm sorry.

~Sor
MOOP!