I just bought a loveseat from my pilates teacher.

Now we just have to figure out how to get it from her house to mine (answer: lure boyfriend southwards. An Accord, a Legacy and a Pathfinder do not a five-foot couch transport make. Not without one of them being a secret TARDIS, and one would think the mechanic would have noticed...).

This is not shaping up to be a good body week. It's possible I'm coming down with something--at least one of my classmates has a wet cough--and whacking my bad elbow hard enough to raise a bruise with a dining room chair Sunday hasn't exactly helped.

Naturally I had a test yesterday and have another one Thursday.