Guilt

So I see it's been eight days since I last posted something. Consider this my first guilt-inspired blog. Thanksgiving weekend in Framingham and Queensbury was all I could have asked for and more. Highlights included celebrating Shayna's Schroeckification with album talk at Desperate Annie's and Nameburst at the Prime Hotel, all after Jill's introduction to Extreme Gee at Starbucks.

Jill turns (censored, you might want to ask her) tomorrow, and Gary turns thirty later in the weekend. With big plans for both birthdays and Kristen and Lauren in town, it promises to be a hectic weekend. Yes, I'm still sick. And that was a terrible entry.