I hate for every post to be about how cold my hands are, but I'm in the lab again and they are freezing. I have two thick layers of clothing underneath my jacket and I left my hair down so my neck would be warm. But I'm still cold! I'm actually inside a building and still have all my layers of clothing on (excepting the scarf, which would be detrimental to my typing ability). My lips are so chapped. They got layered with some anise-flavoured chapstick stuff that I keep catching whiffs of when I turn my head. Yumm.

This is my last day at C this year for the purpose of studying. I have a speech tonight and then I am finished. I think a celebratory hot chocolate is in order. At least a hot chocolate. Too bad Mizz Chris isn't here to go to Starbucks and laugh at me. I miss her laugh and the way the light hit the lines on her face. I miss her eyes and the way her hands moved when she signed. She was so much fun! Is so much fun. I wonder how she is.

I used to go to the Starbucks across from the College of Orange and Green Stripey Chairs. None of them could spell my name without asking two or three times (pronouncing it was even more fun when they were done spelling it) so I always went in as Beth. People in my class used to tease me that I'd stolen Beth's drink. Poor Beth, I wasn't above stealing her cafe' latte on my way to class. But I could tell if I'd met people at Starbucks because they'd all call me Beth. *grin* That was fun. Chris and I used to go there before we headed off to CSUN for the day, and everybody would be sleepy-eyed and giggly but they'd remember us.

*yawn* I post too much. Do I post too much? Ah, well.

grins to all of my readers today; if you don't revisit my blog before Christmas, a merry one to you!