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Well, we made it. After almost 30 hours of driving, tHeA and I made it safely (and sick-ly to Utah). Last Wednesday I woke up with a cold and it was downhill from there. Now, I didn't wear any sort of SARS mask, so I'm afraid I may have infected an entire ship (by which I mean an airplane), everyone on my mother's side of the family (and my immediate family), thea's family, thea's sister's in-laws, my sister's roomates and their boyfriends (some of whom were mere friends who happened to be boys), a handful of gas station attendants, a trifling of hotel staff, 3 dogs, 2 cats, and a turtle. Not bad for a weekend's (albeit a 5 day weekend) work, eh?

The trip was surprisingly enjoyable (other than the sick as a dog part). I got to spend time with my fiancee AND ride in my new car. Though we DID receive the guitar on Friday, just in time to cram into the car, we DIDN'T find an opportunity in which to actually play it whilst riding in the car. It was a little crowded afterall. Too crowded, in fact, to be able to bring dear 17 with us. Lucky Em and D2 get to bask in his feline glory for another month until we can bring him back after Christmas on the plane. All in all, I think this will be a better situation (thanks for the insight Bob!) than the driving back scenario. Though ThEa is sad, understandably, at missing out on his morose morning mewing, perhaps she will be comforted in knowing that distance makes the heart grow fonder. Nah, I didn't think so either. :p

Today brought two firsts for me. Firstly, the first rays of the morning sun saw the first big snowfall since I first arrived here in Utah. Also, today saw the first time for me to be bitten by a dog. It's not a bad bite, not by any means, but it is a bite nonetheless. I was attempting to move Badger off of the couch, as we (thEA and I) did believe him to be atop a desired sweatshirt. I attempted this move with but a kind word and a gentle prod. Badger apparently REALLY likes the couch, however, as these actions prompted a quick bite (or two). It broke skin a little, and pinched a little, but, really it is next to nothing. He calmed down very quickly afterwards and got off the couch. Alas, the sweatshirt was not under the dog. *sigh*

posted by _paul @ 8:03:00 PM