Alive
I'm still alive (which I know you're glad to hear). I am back home after a few days of being kidnapped by the parents. (I live very close and when they found out I was really, really sick they decided it would be easier for them to take care of me at their house instead of moving themselves into mine.)I am still sick. I don't have a fever anymore, though, and I have actually spent more of the day awake than asleep. I figure that means either a. I am in the process of getting better or b. all the drugs coursing though my veins are having some sort of strange reaction, but whatever works right?
So in case you were wondering, yes I did manage to pick someone up for New Year's before midnight. And yes, he has called. I didn't talk to him because, as noted above, I had been kidnapped. I figure I'll call him later tonight or maybe tomorrow. I just can't decide if I should mention the death-like illness I've been suffering? Something to ponder...
Also, as you should have been able to piece together, I am not going on my trip. Sucks. But not quite as much as feeling like death and then having to get on an airplane going to a nice, but strange hotel, all alone and having to spend what should have been a great fun vacation holed up in the room eating medicine like candy and ordering chicken soup from room service. All in all I'm only going to lose a little $ because the airline gave me a credit, less $50 and the hotel is allowing me to reschedule as long as it's before the end of May...
Ok, now I'm tired.
I hate being sick. It's like I'm being punished, but I don't get to know what for...
posted by Ali @ 7:03 PM
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