Still sick.  But it is slowly getting better...I think.  I usually feel better at the end of the day but then wake up feeling awful.  I should have gotten more cold medicine today but I wanted to get back home so I could make it in time to hang out with that guy.

He picked me up and we just went to a local place in Binghamton - I've been there before, but only once - and he got my glass of wine and we just sat around and talked for a few hours.  He had to go to his rehearsal, otherwise we probably would have ended up there a lot longer, which I am more than okay with.  Honestly, he's just really nice and easy to talk to.  I told him I'd like to go see the play he's in when it opens, and I invited him to our eventual Liam Neeson marathon we keep talking about.  Which will probably not be able to happen until after all our assignments are handed in, but it will be awesome, and I'd love for him to make it.

Truthfully, when I think about going home for a month, I get a little sad about the idea of not being able to hang out with him for that long.  Even though we kind of just met.  He's fun, though.  Maybe I'll come back once or so around New Year's, if I don't have anything else to do, and if he would like.  I don't want to make any assumptions!

I have so much work to do, and little desire to do any of it.  That's normal, though.