Well, it was a good weekend. I spent a large amount of time not sleeping, eating delicious food, playing volleyball, campfiring, and talking philosophy with people. It was awesome and I wish I felt as awesome as the weekend was, because that way I wouldn’t be fevering like a little girl.
I got a message from the mother of the children my mom babysits saying that both of her children came down with strep and that she was sorry if anyone else caught it. I think I may have caught it. I have a temp of 100.2 (up from 96.1) and I have a throat that is more sore than the effects of a punch to the face and more swollen than a bee-sting on someone with allergies.
It’s not a good time so I’m keeping this short so I can go back to watching movies and napping, which is the dream life anyway. But yeah, everything this weekend was great. I’m sore from so much volleyball, muddy from the rains, and emotionally exhausted from all of the love and energy I was putting into the air. Everything will be better in a couple of days when I recover.
I think one of the best parts of the weekend was Saturday night, because I met a guy named David and we stayed up all night talking. It was really fun and when he had to leave, we hugged it out and he is an excellent hugger which automatically means we’re friends.
I guess I don’t have the energy to say much more so I’ll just say that I hope all of you had an excellent weekend and that you feel better today than I do.