I hurt. Chopped kindling for most of the day so my shoulders and back are quite stiff. It was the most bloody long day...I got put on a tour this morning (much to my delight, because it was with Dan, who I enjoy immensely) but it turned out that the group had rescheduled and no one had bothered to tell the interpreters, so we stood around for an hour waiting for them to come. Dan is too much fun.
The balance between friends/lovers/family and self is a delicate one. I can never quite find the right balance--someone always gets hurt. I do the best I can, but it doesn't help that I like to have time alone--it's in my nature. My job is tiring, as well, and I'm not always up to dealing with people when I'm finished.
I thought I had more to say but I guess I really don't. Oh, I got my marks--78.6 overall--86 in French lit; 85 in English, 81 in Spanish, 77 in History; and 64 in Geology. (It looks like I failed the exam.) I saw Bridget Jones' Dairy with Kitana and Judith on Friday, we tied Surf at trivia on Tuesday (he's the guy who usually does the trivia, so this is quite the accomplishment), I watched the original Superman movie with Gravity last night...I'm exhausted.
Rhiannon "ask me why, I'll say 'I love you' and I'm always thinking of you..."