Listening to now: Netidi Mnain El Hikaya by Mohamed Abdel Wahab, my new favorite song off Bellydance Superstars.

How perfect?

I woke up today after a rather rough night of sleeping to see a blanket of snow on the world outside my window. I just smiled. December 1st and Wells has it's first real sticking snow.
I got up and saw that Sammy was awake making her bed. "Sam, Sammy, we have snow! Look out the window!" I whispered.
"What, we have snow?" Sam sat up. They threw open their blinds and next thing all three of us we humming or singing "It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas." I wish my camera wasn't dead because I really wanted to take a picture.
All three of us roomies then headed to the showers, laughing because we were all on the same schedule. It's still hard to get over the fact that we all unconsciously sync all the time.

I called my mom just to share the perfection of the moment. I told her I donated blood yesterday. Yesterday being key because if I had told her before she would have fussed. It was my second time donating.
I have a nice little annoying bruise on my right middle finger where they have to do that stinkin' poke sample. My right arm has a healing dot. I'm really good about needles because I've gotten quite used to them. When I was younger I was sick a lot so I was conditioned early on to bare my inner elbows and just be like "Poke me and get it over with." It only took me maybe five minutes to get a pint of blood out. Felt fine other than the fact that I was thirsty as all shiz whiz and found up that changing levels of sitting and standing too much was not a good idea.

I feel happier today maybe because my hormones are balancing out(day three of Aunt Flow's monthly visit) but there is still the general "shit I miss people" feel about. I guess that's my brain thinking a lot more lately.

Anyway I think I've procrastinated on this Anthropology paper long enough. I need to get working on it before my D&D game.

Peace.
~Lo