Mar 07, 2008 22:27
I managed to get myself some take-out Chinese, which helped immensely somehow. Then I suddenly felt well enough to put on a dress and go to the big dance, which was good. I got in a salsa dance, a bagpipe song and all three a cappella performances before I felt so achy I had to leave again. I'm glad I went, but I wish I wasn't still sick.
sick,
food,
dance
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Probably a good thing. My warped maternal instincts might've kicked in and I would've been forced to tell you to go back to bed this instant, young lady.
Or whatever.
Curative powers of Chinese food FTW.
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