Older Brother My Arse

Hello, friends. It's been a while, and I've been relatively quiet (busy), but I am again overcome with the urge to post. The semester is nearly over, and E is making breakfast. These are good things.

I really want to stop grading papers and watch "Love Actually" for the next few weeks straight. I've already accomplished the season's first viewing with my bff, Vanessa. Perhaps she will considering moving to Oxford for the holiday season?? E hates "Love Actually." Yes, really.

More weddings to come over the break: Karen (of Pam & Karen, Inc.) and Ashley (whose real name is apparently Peter, yet he chooses to go by Ashley), Veg's mom and Tom (not to be confused with my dad, Tom). Both should be quite fun. Karen and I decided yesterday that we (all the old SJA crew) would start breeding or spawning soon, and then we would force our tots to socialize.... "Go get your Auntie Karen another mimosa!" (Meanwhile the kid would be thinking, "That lady is not related to me, and we're not from Connecticut.") This plan reminds me of when Gracie decided (in high school) that we'd all live in a mansion on the east side with our babies (sugard daddies??). How ambitious.

Anyway, pancakes are calling me.