Posted December 5th, 2003 by Michelle

When all I did was write in my journal, I’d skip days and weeks if I was sad. It wasn’t a conscious choice, I don’t think, but I also hated putting my misery on paper. It seems to be the opposite on this blog. I’ve had a terrific couple of days and yet not fought the rain and dial-up to post. And now, at work, I have no time.

Why does the spell check on Blogger not recognize “blog”?

We have a Christmas tree in the lobby, and Aimee Mann is singing “A Christmas Song” on our satellite radio. It doesn’t yet feel like the Christmas season, though. Maybe because it is 60 degrees and rainy here.

I had a fun week with my new friend Jon, even through the haze of a rotten cold. My dad has been laid out from a flu and infection for over a week. We are a sorry pair.

Sigh. More on everything later.