Sunday, January 23, 2005

Define irony: the one weekend that you really want to go out and do something or someone, you are left with the nastiest stomach virus you have ever had - right after you cleaned up the vomit of a little girl with the same ailment.

So last night, I laid in bed, wanting desperately to drink something.... and no matter what I drank, water or diet coke... I threw it right up. It was awful. eww eww eww.

So Jeff was out drinking last night... and I have the voicemails to prove it. He is so funny when he has been drinking. He uses the word "wasted" well. He is funny sober too. I really need to go to Roundo this week. Umm Hmmm.

Well, I am off to get back in bed. Yay. the makings of a glorious weekend.


*I was supposed to go to Chucktown to see my Chris-i-kins. I miss him so much*

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