cold=delerious kitty
so I got sick sometime between Andy leaving my house Sunday night and waking up Monday morning. I figured monday that I could beat it before it started, so I was sucking down water and airborn like it was going out of style. I was feeling pretty good yesterday in class and was actually able to hang out with the boys after class while Jake made brownies. Of course this meant that I stayed up until like 2:30 and had to get up early to finish my critique. So today I felt like death warmed over, so I think I lost that fight.
My boss let me leave work two hours early today, so I went home and took a nap until Tom called me about the same stupid critique, so I got up and finished it and then went to the school to print it out and such. Class was pretty painful, but it got better towards the end. I think the people I have multiple classes with have figured out that I'm really comfortable with public speaking and debate, so every time we have a debate I'm always the one from my group to make opening remarks. It's kind of flattering, but I really hope the prof doesn't think that it's all I end up doing with each group.
So I skipped swing dancing to avoid infecting everyone else. I was kinda hoping he'd call and find out why I skipped, but I wasn't expecting it. However he did call to harass me, but he decided that I had a good excuse. Then he asked if there was anything he could pick up for me, and when I said no he ordered that I go to sleep and get better. I thought that was kinda sweet in it's own way, and of course my housemates took that as a sign that he is indeed inclined to like me, so there's still hope. But I'm not going to hold my breath for it.
My boss let me leave work two hours early today, so I went home and took a nap until Tom called me about the same stupid critique, so I got up and finished it and then went to the school to print it out and such. Class was pretty painful, but it got better towards the end. I think the people I have multiple classes with have figured out that I'm really comfortable with public speaking and debate, so every time we have a debate I'm always the one from my group to make opening remarks. It's kind of flattering, but I really hope the prof doesn't think that it's all I end up doing with each group.
So I skipped swing dancing to avoid infecting everyone else. I was kinda hoping he'd call and find out why I skipped, but I wasn't expecting it. However he did call to harass me, but he decided that I had a good excuse. Then he asked if there was anything he could pick up for me, and when I said no he ordered that I go to sleep and get better. I thought that was kinda sweet in it's own way, and of course my housemates took that as a sign that he is indeed inclined to like me, so there's still hope. But I'm not going to hold my breath for it.