The semester is over — I’ve even registered for next semester and have enough financial aid to cover it — and I feel great. I didn’t, however, feel particularly holiday-esque until this afternoon, when I finally got to spend time with Mum without assignments hanging over my head. Now I know. Now it’s Christmas.
Now I am able to dance around the house, my old gleeful self come home for the holidays.
Tonight: Toss-up between the Lambchop-Maddow-Lawrence sandwich (I want so much to see Maddow, at least
and not just cos I find certain butch girls hot) and watching disc 1 of Emma.