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[e_clare]

This evening I discovered the apparent source of my compulsive need to bake things: it's what my high school friends do for fun. Last night, it was oatmeal chocolate chip cookies (from a mix) with jfray, The Fabulous Elizabeth, and the rest of that Sophomore Class crew. (It seems that I'll always think of them as sophomores, because that's how old they were when I graduated. Sad, eh?) Tonight, it was vanilla brownies with chocolate chips (from scratch) with Becky P., Rosie (also a Sophomore), and Jen. We all sit around and socialize while baking, clearly -- and there needs to be more of this in The House back at school. It's fun and relaxing, plus there's deliciousness at the end. Is there any greater happiness than baked goods and friends?

Don't answer that.

The downer for the day was finding out that I was supposed to work two days in a row and didn't know it, because nobody called me and my main theater contact is out of town. Now I feel even more superfluous than usual. Brilliant. I'm somewhat excited to be back, despite the total weirdness of not knowing 95% of the people who work there now. Plus I'm working mostly days, which is strange and will prevent me from baking cookies all day with Mom tomorrow.

Now that we've come full circle, I'm off to watch Nora, in continuing celebration of being finished with the Joyce class. Whee!