Are You Still Having Fun?

So to back­track a bit, you’ll remem­ber that on Tues­day night, I thought the last thing I did was to sit down on the couch after Minh T coached me in the bath­room. I fig­ured so because I woke up around 7 yes­ter­day in about the same posi­tion, but with a sleep­ing bag on me. Oh yeah, did I men­tion I woke up because I felt like heav­ing some bile? Yeah… did that every half hour or so until around 9. Tried to sleep some more but couldn’t really get sleep, I’d just lay there with closed eyes until 10, when my alarm went off. I was sup­posed to pick up Amber from the air­port. As I had been lay­ing there, didn’t feel the great­est, and thought more than once about call­ing some­one up and ask­ing them to pick her up instead. But I had no idea who to call, see­ing as the last thing I remem­ber, every­one and their mom was messed up. I even had a day­dreamed false mem­ory rec­ol­lec­tion kinda dealie (did that make sense to any­one but me?) about hav­ing asked Michelle J to do it before I passed out in the first place. But that was just stupid.

Yeah… so get­ting back to the story… my alarm went off at 10, and I decided to tough it out and do it myself. First I drove myself home and took a shower. Unfor­tu­nately, my room­mate was in the process of using it with her boyfriend. I went online, still groggy and with a grow­ing headache. Luck­ily, I thought ahead and grabbed flu­ids before I left Joe M’s place. 7-​Up was my best friend. Every sip made the headache go away. It was awe­some. So yeah, after my room­mate got out, I hopped in there and show­ered as quickly as pos­si­ble. Too bad she used up all the hot water, too. Soak­ing in the hot­ness usu­ally makes me feel a lot bet­ter. And much more alert, as well.

Yeah… went to the air­port, picked up Amber, and took her back to her place. Went back to mine and checked up on every­one, and asked around to see if any­one wanted to get food and/​or Jamba Juice with me. We ended up going to Applebee’s, then Jamba. After that, went back to Joe M’s place to help him clean up. Bran­don had already made good head­way the night before, but see­ing as how Joe M seems have no clean­ing chem­i­cals and no vac­uum, it must have been tough indeed. We got a bunch of stuff at Long’s Drugs, includ­ing a replace­ment tongue scraper for one of his room­mates, because some­one jacked it? :shock: A tongue scraper? Why?!

But yeah, after that, Ian dropped me back at the apart­ment, where I was plan­ning on get­ting some sleep. Couldn’t fall asleep, though. I hate that. Steph Liu called me up after that and asked me to come to ExComm Retreat, because Erik wasn’t going to be able to make it. I didn’t really want to, because I still feel Erik is the boss, and I’m not really wor­thy of being co-​webmaster. Went any­ways, though. It was weird. Oh, I also went because Peggy needed me to pick up Kaplan fly­ers, since she was chair for fly­er­ing today. I thought she meant from Alice C. But no, it was from the Kaplan office down­town. When I found out from Alice C, I rushed over there right before they closed. Back to ExComm Retreat, which lasted until 11:30. Much later than I had expected. Oh, and Erik showed up, so I wasn’t needed at all. Back home to try to rest up flyer. And to make up for a day of exhaus­tion. But online­ness sucked that away from me until around 1:30.

Hmm… what should be yesterday’s quote? So many jokes at lunch, but they’re all TAK retreat-​related. I guess I’ll make it drink­ing related.

Wow, you and Dinh say you’re both fine. Geez!”- Jackie, talk­ing to Joe M in the morn­ing.
“Yeah, we’re beasts!”- Joe M.

Of course, the REAL beast is Peggy. :)

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  1. *shrug* what can i say :)

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