My Kentucky niece and nephews (known around these parts as Ring, Pinkie, and Thumb of the Handful) are the cutest little carrier monkeys in the world. I almost don't mind that they gave me some infectious disease because I got to play with them and love them over the weekend. My Virginia nieces (Pointer and Bird) were equally cute but not contagious, so I don't have any mixed feelings about seeing them.
We gathered this weekend to celebrate Rachel's birthday. Baby girl turned seven yesterday, and we had an Ancient Egypt party, which was fairly awesome. Someday when I'm not queasy and exhausted by existing, I'll post a picture or something.
But not today.
Jess is officially the best roommate in the world. While I languished in my illness today she went back to old apartment and finished cleaning for us. Remind me of this someday when I don't want to wash a dish she's used. She's awesome. Of course, when I die from this wasting disease I've contracted, she'll also have to deal with all my junk at the new place. Lucky for her, I guess, I've unpacked almost nothing.
I'll feel sad later if this is our last communication, imaginary readers, but I lack the energy or inspiration to do more for you. Goodbye forever.