So somehow in the post-exam mental pause I've been allowing myself the past month or so, I completely forgot that Janet was getting her masters this semester and graduated about two weeks ago. So I feel like a giant horrible person. I'll have to make sure I buy her a drink and bring her flowers or something proverbial like that when I see her in a couple of weeks. Oops...
Other than that, Nunk was back at the vet again on Wednesday and has an allergy panel being run to figure out what we can and can't feed her without making her sick. She's passed out on the floor by my feet right now. I don't blame her. It's 9000 degrees in this apartment and PA doesn't believe in central air, so it's awful and hard to fix the temperature problems. Even with the built-in window units.
I've been reading Harry Potter pretty much non-stop and am almost done with book 6 - I'm about to hit the depressing part at the end where Dumbledore finally gets killed.
It's hot. I need to start thinking about dissertation stuff. I'm going to Maine with Tony/family for his cousin's wedding on Thursday. I'm more excited for the lobster and beer than I am for the wedding itself, but the wedding is early Saturday with immediate reception and then we're all going down to Bar Harbor to eat more lobster. I should get a cholesterol check...
Very little is going on at the moment, but I think that's probably good - I'm pms-ing and threatening to throw Tony in the car and drive an hour and a half North of here - we've been getting lots of little localized thunderstorms all over the place around us, but none of them develop directly overhead, so we haven't gotten a drop of rain in a day or two. The thing that's weirding me out with the thunderstorms is that unlike real, normal thunderstorms in the Midwest which actually move, these just stay in one place and dump copious amounts of rain in a very small area, triggering flash flood warnings. The river near Lehigh is a nasty shade of mud right now from all the runoff...
Off to more Harry Potter, and to see if I can get ahold of Janet again...
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somewhere an hour-ish north of you, outside Scranton, is the Houdini museum. Try that!
I don't envy you w/ those eastern storms.... in Ohio I had intense pressure migraines with every storm front. I finally gave up and on those nights would just hunker down, polish off a whole bottle of wine, and sit in the tub reading Gilgamesh or something (primitive epic stuff went well the the pain/drunk combo).
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