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I am a fucking germ magnet. I don't understand it; I'm fine whenever I'm not on this campus. But every semester, I end up being sick as hell at least three times. What the fuck?! I have no voice, it hurts when I swallow, and my ears are all itchy. It's no fun being diseased, especially on a weekend! Please let my antibiotics and Vitamin C cough drops get rid of this thing, fast.
Yesterday we started drinking at 1PM, which was a nice flashback to freshman year. Played ten or so games of beirut before 3pm, and was nice and drunk by dinner. Decided to take a nap until 7, then started drinking again. Watched the boys play landmines; everyone was picking on Gorman. He (of course) ended up throwing shit, beating people up...ah, good times. Headed north around 10 because, well, I promised Michele I'd go. Had a few beers, but my throat was really starting to hurt and screaming over the music wasn't helping.
Lazy, lazy day today...Doug, being the wonderful boyfriend he is, went grocery shopping and made me the best quesadilla ever. He took care of me all day and even let me watch the E! True Hollywood Story of the Price is Right. Haha, I am a game show loser.
So it was a quiet movie night...watched A Fish Called Wanda and Suicide Kings with Timmy. Christopher Walken is the man. I had a daquiri (to soothe my throat).
Tomorrow is the Super Bowl. It should be fun...loud, but fun. Except I don't quite understand or enjoy watching football. Oh well.