Dec. 27th, 2002

pseydtonne: Behold the Operator, speaking into a 1930s headset with its large mouthpiece. (shelley)
It's Friday evening, but I'm not at work. I should be at work tomorrow -- even though I'm still recovering, I'm tired of sleeping. I wanna bother my co-workers and fight with... err, help callers.

[livejournal.com profile] chaggalagirl and I got to Utica at 9 pm. We headed directly to my uncle's new house (it's only a mile from the city limits, but the view of the stars is amazing). Food! Boy was there a lot of food -- from the breaded, baked squid to the calzone, desserts, the works.

Mom had been sick and decided to stay at home. When I got in, she reeled off the itany of symptoms she had and how likely we were to get them. Since my mother is a professional hypochondriac, I dismissed her talk.

We got up the next morning, packed, and then found out the snow was getting worse and even Maggie's parents suggested we shouldn't drive to Rochester. So we stayed put. boring cable geeking and stuff about my illness ahead! )

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