Violin

Still sick, listening to Vivaldi and reading about infusing vodka with bacon. Hmm. Also, there is a much more appealing recipe for orange-vanilla ice cream that can be frozen in a cake pan.

Should be camping right now, or possibly doing homework. I'm reading The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie instead. The roommate is curled up on the couch watching something amusing, and our apartment smells like ginger tea and Alfredo sauce. It sounds like yesterday was a fairly crazy night; I hope everyone has recovered with the minimum amount of aching heads and blurry memories.

Today, on the walk back from Wellburns, I passed by an impeccably dressed woman in a suit jacket and dark skirt, wearing full zombie makeup.