Weird morning. I woke up to a phone call from this girl who works with my best friend, wanting to know if I'd heard from her today or if I knew any other ways to get ahold of her. She said Tess hadn't shown up to work and she hadn't called in, and she was worried, because that's just not like her. Nobody was answering her phone at home and the answering machine wasn't picking up. So I sent Tess an e-mail, hoping maybe she just wasn't answering her phone because she was online, and spent about 30 minutes being freaked out and getting ready to go over there when she called. Turns out she did call in sick, but apparently either the folks she called never checked their voice mail or her messages didn't get saved. Or something. Anyway, Tess is okay, if a little under the weather.

I could not drag myself out of bed to go to class this morning. I don't think I missed anything too important, and it was worth it for this wonderful feeling of being caught up on sleep. I'm debating on whether or not to go to my afternoon class. Again, I don't think they're going to cover anything too important, and I could really use the extra time to work on stuff.

Watched Angel last night. Thought it was pretty "eh." Except for Wesley. My God, he just keeps getting hotter. I hope he never gets un-scruffy and goes back to looking like an English priss. Right now he's in the process of working his way onto my imaginary boyfriend list. Mmm, Wes!

New Buffy tonight, at long last. I wish I could get excited about it instead of anticipating the rest of the season with a sense of dread. Stupid spoilers.