A friend of mine made a fantastic Spanish food banquet on Saturday night, and it was epic in its amazingness. Amazing in its epicness. Delicious.
I can hardly move. I only have one class this afternoon, but it's unclear if I'm going to make it. So much rich food (Sunday night leftovers, too) that my body isn't used to, and my entire system is rebelling. All I am capable of is curling up in bed and sipping water. I managed some toast about an hour ago, but that's it.
At least The Summer Tree is off to a good start, and we're past the whole "Strange guy shows up claiming to be a Mage or something, and skepticism is required, so I am skeptical!" part, and now they have traveled ("crossed") to Fionavar. I'm enjoying it so far, and Kay can have a beautiful turn of phrase. (I wasn't sure quite how to structure that sentence, but some of his descriptions are lovely. There.)
I agreed to give a friend a ride in half an hour, so I should probably get dressed. And move...
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