you learn too late you've used two wishes like a fool
I've been mostly staying at the apartment. There's really nothing to do here except cook and clean and knit and watch things on Netflix, but that's okay most of the time. Then sometimes, people come over and I make them delicious cups of tea. Josh came over in the middle of the night last week and did his laundry here and while it was drying I made BLTs and we listened to the new Drive-By Truckers album, which is disappointing in its mellowness but overall not terrible.
Saturday was the last performance of Working. Once we got into it, the whole thing flew by like nothing. I got all excited for the cast party and then spiked a fever during the second act of the last performance and ended up staying at the cast party long enough to eat a few snacks and then caught a ride home from the music director, fell into bed shivering and slept. Woke up the next morning and knew I wouldn't be able to stay at the apartment, so my mom came and picked me up. I stumbled out of the building all disoriented and weak and spent the day in bed in this hazy fever-dream state. The next day I tried to tough it out but after pretty much eating nothing for 48 hours because of nausea and not being able to sleep because of the cough I went to Urgent Care where they told me I have the flu after having me put on a gown and wait in a cold, bright room with a fever and a pounding headache for a couple hours.
I didn't really have time to miss the show at first, but now that I'm feeling better, I really do. And I'm pissed that I got so sick that I left there without saying goodbye to people and that I didn't get to stick around for most of the cast party. That sucked. Now I just need to find something else to keep me busy.
Hoping to have Josh over for lasagna this weekend. Angel's spending the night tomorrow night.
Saturday was the last performance of Working. Once we got into it, the whole thing flew by like nothing. I got all excited for the cast party and then spiked a fever during the second act of the last performance and ended up staying at the cast party long enough to eat a few snacks and then caught a ride home from the music director, fell into bed shivering and slept. Woke up the next morning and knew I wouldn't be able to stay at the apartment, so my mom came and picked me up. I stumbled out of the building all disoriented and weak and spent the day in bed in this hazy fever-dream state. The next day I tried to tough it out but after pretty much eating nothing for 48 hours because of nausea and not being able to sleep because of the cough I went to Urgent Care where they told me I have the flu after having me put on a gown and wait in a cold, bright room with a fever and a pounding headache for a couple hours.
I didn't really have time to miss the show at first, but now that I'm feeling better, I really do. And I'm pissed that I got so sick that I left there without saying goodbye to people and that I didn't get to stick around for most of the cast party. That sucked. Now I just need to find something else to keep me busy.
Hoping to have Josh over for lasagna this weekend. Angel's spending the night tomorrow night.