I felt as if I was coming down with a cold last night. This morning, that feeling was confirmed, but too late to prevent Jed coming down here. I checked my email after I woke up, and found out that he was already on his way. Since Jed has to go on a taxing series of interviews starting Jan 3rd, I didn't want to expose him to my cold, but I guess there's no choice now.

I probably won't write another journal entry until I get home to San Francisco on New Year's Eve. Not on account of my cold, but because I'll be spending my time with Jed, and won't have time for writing. In case I don't write again before the New Year, I wish everyone all the best for 2001! Thanks for reading my scribbles of 2000 :)