You see? Fluffy is good for you.

Glad you catched some sleep.

holy cow I've just come back from the most amazing show. Jazz funk blues with a burlesque floor show. Sunday nights at Harvelles in Santa Monica. At one point I turned to D and said, "maybe we actually died on the way here."

Gronk. I'm feeling a bit better. Sinuses still hurt, but it's bearable, and I still feel kind of nauseated, but it's more that I just don't want to eat anything than like I'm running for the bathroom every ten minutes like I was last night. Temp is still 98. My mom's telling me to go to the health center and get antibiotics for the sinuses, but I know that they won't give anything if I don't have a fever, so I think I'm just going to get some rest and see how I'm doing later this afternoon.

There was a talk at the JCC tonight that I really wanted to go to -- Deborah Lipstadt -- but no way am I feeling well enough for that. Feh.

OK, I need to breathe.

My lecturer opened the first class after the vacation this morning with 30 minutes of "what you did wrong" on our papers. Somewhat harsh, but only in the way that it seem he really took to the heart every dot that wasn't in place. Which makes him superb academic beta reader, and a harsh one.

After the class I found out he never got my paper (I handed it to the secretariat - he never mentioned if it should go directly to him, or to them), and expects me to shine and break the chain of papers he read, that led him "to depression".

I actually said "I crumble under pressure".

Dear God. I really hope not to get skinned on this. I tried to do my best, given the other 3 papers and 7 other finals I had that time, and I think (hope) I did well. I'm rereading it, and I like the way I'm phrasing stuff, but I know he can see right through those things.

gulp

Breathe, Shir. You did your best, which is pretty darn good. And you did turn your paper in, even if the lecturer did not get it. It will be alright. You are good at this. And you are an accomplished writer.

expects me to shine and break the chain of papers he read, that led him "to depression".

@@. Way to exaggerate.

I actually said "I crumble under pressure".

good. He needs to be informed that he's being overly dramatic.

vw, if he is cited as being responsible, his insurance should pay for the repairs as well as the rental car you'll need while your repairs are happening.

He didn't get a ticket. No one did. So, I think it was a no fault accident. We'll see.

And Shir, honey, breathe. It's good for you!

I just made an appointment for someone to come see the apartment. Actually, I'm really hopeful about this one. It's a student coming from Italy for a year. She wouldn't have much stuff, so she won't need a lot of room. ~ma wouldn't be amiss.

On the lighter side - I need some fashion advice. I've been invited to a wedding. It's not until October, will be held in Florida. The wedding itself will be held inside, right around sunset, and the reception will be on the beach (I'm assuming something like a terrace on the beach).

What do I wear?

ack! it's been so long since I've been to something fancy that wasn't a business event (which means dress conservatively and, for me, in black) or to prom (still black, but nowhere near conservative).

help?

I need some fashion advice. I've been invited to a wedding. It's not until October, will be held in Florida

This was a pretty casual wedding (held in the groom's folks' backyard, on a river) in Florida in October! It was pretty warm and very humid. Maybe you'll get some ideas of fashion options (or at least see some beautiful pies!):

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