A lot of random mish mash today. Lucky me, I have a cold. My throat has been hurting since Sunday and I've felt achy with a very mild fever. I finally went to the doctor today to make sure it wasn't something worse and he said it was a cold combined with my allergies. It hurts to swallow, I can't breathe. It's just peachy, especially since I'm on Spring Break.
I've pretty much been in my apartment since Saturday except for working at the museum 2 hours on Sunday and the trip to the doctor today. I'm very, very pouty about this. I'm going to go out tomorrow regardless because I have a lens from Borrow Lenses that I need to try it out, plus the fact that I can't stand being cooped up here any longer.
Since today is St. Patrick's Day my thoughts always wander to my trip to Ireland in 1994. I had a wonderful time there and the country is beautiful. You know when you are in a place and you just feel like you belong there? You feel comfortable like that is where you should be? I had that feeling when I was standing at Trinity College in Dublin. A feeling of peace just settled over me.
Spending the afternoon keeping virtual vigil for Natasha Richardson. Watching all the wildly varying reports flow in on Twitter and while I know it is a train wreck of a news source I can't seem to turn away. I loved her in Parent Trap and on my broadway recording of Cabaret.
It's been a very strange day.