During high school, there was a group of 4 of us who were tight-knit. Others came and went out of our circle, but the 4 of us always were, and have remained, close. We went through a period where we gave each other nicknames of Winnie the Pooh characters, but those didn't stick for too long. But the other nicknames have. Wendi was Duck, because she always said everything was just ducky; Kelly was Bubbles because she tended to be a bit flighty. Those are the two that have stuck and they've embraced them I guess (probably because they had no other choice!). We nicknamed Jason "Drew" for some reason--I think it had something to do with the Drew Carey Show, but I don't remember now, and that didn't stick much beyond high school either. Mine haven't stuck. My Pooh nickname was Piglet; some people still call me that, but not too often.

Today was a rough day. I woke up in a bad mood and couldn't shake it. I kind of got into a "fight" of sorts over Gmail chat because I allowed my bad mood to read too much into the IM session, and then she felt the need to explain herself, probably to make me feel better, but it just made me feel like an &*^ for misinterpreting it. But I just got to video chat with some friends from PC, which made me feel tons better. Now I have eaten, am watching old episodes of Grey's, and keep stuffing my face with sugar (which I have been craving super hard core the past couple days, so I'm thinking that coupled with my mood swings are indicators of something else).

Tomorrow starts Spring Break. And Friday I head to Columbus to get Zack (one of my dearest friends from PC), eat pupusas, and continue on to Pittsburgh to meet up with some other RPCV friends. We are decking out my car to look like a Salvi bus and going to "hillbilly watch" at a truck stop between Columbus and Pittsburgh. Zack is a ball of energy and it is sure to be a great trip. Now I just need to make it til then, because I still have to work 2 days this week.