the prettier the flower...

today i feel: a bit better
today i'm hearing: the cure -- boys don't cry
today i'm thinking: that skipping class is a good thing

This morning, I woke up feeling exactly like poop. So I sent in my homework and took the day off. I slept pretty much constantly from 9.30 until 14.00, when my roommate came home. And it felt good. I then made the mistake of going to Lentz for foodstuffs and now I'm feeling kind of sick again, but not to the extent that it's overwhelming. Way! Improvement!

I'm still sick. It's not fun. But I'm not tasting blood in the back of my throat when I cough, and that's always a good thing.

I've missed Sondheim. I should listen to him more. *sways*

I'm off to Chicago this weekend. Fun times are to be had for all, I hope. Sneemus has a show Sunday afternoon. Hopefully I'll get picked up at the Station by Bozarth and get to see him for a while. Then it's fun time at DePaul. I'm just a little excited. It's going to be nice to get away from here. I mean, I've got a lot of nostalgia built up in Chicago, but it's cleaner up there. You know? Chicago is always changing and it's easy to get swept up in the pace. I'm looking forward to it. It'll be good for me. No time to think, no time to worry. That's a good thing.

It's almost tea time. Yay.