Yesterday, good!

Picked up my final term check from the college, stopped in to see Barbara. Talking with her always cheers me up, even when I'm not even slightly down. Went to the bank, talked with the nice lady who may or may not remember who I am? She knew my name, anyway, but it's on my account.... She gave me a candy cane! Failed miserably at finding a thrift store ugly sweater but got overpriced Christmas M&Ms, went back to my place with Alex to make cookies (he played Rock Band, mostly, but, hey, songs needed unlocking). Made Christmas cookies until Sarah came over, spent the rest of that evening making her special enchiladas (and doing laundry) until it was time to change. Went to get ready, was faced with a relative onslaught of on-time people. A very nice group, all things considered - both Sarahs, Alex, Jenny, Adrienne, Kellie, Delano, Beth, Jessica. There was Rock Band, there was Taboo, there was dance, there was alcohol. Oh, yes, there was alcohol. I don't feel so hung over, but my mouth is ridiculously dry. Stupid polar bonds.

Oh, and Barbara said, "You're going to be a wonderful physician." Warm fuzzies!

It's Christmas Eve-Day! ...the Day of Christmas Eve? Christmas Eve: The Day? Whatever.