ridiculousness

so many trivial things going on its hard to think or write about much, but here i am at my parent's' house (= interenet access + no-one to keep me busy)...
i have a small cold, which is annoying mostly, but kind of funny b/c everyone (read: ancestors) is fretting exceedingly about me being sick before my wedding. of course, i most likely have enough time to get better (iy"H), and it will be the unfortunate family member to whom I give this cold who may have the real problem, but whatever. at least i got some fake chicken soup out of it. ("made of genuine fake chickens," my mother always claims.)
i am supposed to be doing useful things. i know what some of the actually useful things i am not doing are (writing an article i was asked to, for instance), and i know what i am actually doing: having people spend 2 hours fiddlingg with my hair. so yes, i am participating in a morally backwards social convention. boo.
there was something significant that happened, i promise, but i forget what it is. so that's all. happy thursday.