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But only the Flintstones ones.

I changed into sweatpants last night, and I have no intention of getting changed out of them until at least Friday morning (we're in the "reading period" part of finals season). I also won't be leaving my apartment- even if I were so inclined (and not buried under an unholy mountain of writing), my car is in the shop and it is snowing.

We haven't been grocery shopping in a while here at the Nobody household, and there's a distinct aura of pre-finals delirium around here. Furniture has been moved into Optimal Studying Positions, and the dishwasher is full of coffee mugs.

I had coffee with a candy cane for breakfast, and I'm looking long and hard at popcorn for lunch, rinsed down with the second batch of coffee, and maybe the last of the frozen blueberries out of the fridge. For dinner, it will be ramen (again), as Roommate is out of town, and there are no Chinese restaurants that deliver to my godforsaken neighborhood.

My parents sent me an "are you still alive?" package this week. It contained (a) a note from my mother, and (b) Christmas socks. My family, since I've gone off to law school, has been expressing their affection for me in holiday footwear, to the extent that I can now make it through most of Advent without doing laundry.

The socks in question have little red nosed reindeer, an obvious choice for the holiday season. Each sock, however, also features a trio of reindeer butts, a less obvious choice. But clearly my mother knows me, because reindeer butts = hilarious. In my world. Shut up.

See?

I do not know what to make of that, except to note that one set of butts is on the inside ankle of a sock, and one is on the outside ankle of the other sock, so either I got a pair of two right-footed socks, or I'm maybe putting them on wrong. Which would just figure, wouldn't it?

Anyway. I think my mother is just trying to do her mom-caretaking thing from thousands of miles away, which makes me feel a little guilty about the current state of my diet, sleep schedule, and apartment.

Mom, I promise: I am taking my vitamins. And I will be home soon.

xooxox

NB

Please note: I do not actually have cankles. Thanks.

Full post as published by Thanks, But No Thanks. on December 08, 2009 (boomark / email).