starryeyed

I'm updating.
It's 10:05 (AM!!!) and I just woke up. I feel less achy than yesterday, but I am a whole lot more congested and I sound like death.
However, I believe that you have to get worse before expecting to feel better. So I hope that this is that stage!
What a fabulous time to be sick. I have a paper due in a matter of hours, but hell, that's why I'm up at this ungodly hour.
Let's see... Art and I had a night with a boy from the 'stend a few days ago. I thought it was all in good fun, but Art seemed to think he was really sleazy. I mean, it wasn't a one night stand: we didn't have intercourse, but also he's been calling me to go out "sans alcohol" for a few days now.
I'll leave that to the audience to decide just how perverse this guy is. In my opinion it was just a drunk college student, who had lower his inhibitions slightly (or very much) after an evening of drinking.
Now, that that's out, I'm going to start this paper.