aderam | Misplaced Brain

Yesterday, sometime between Latin and Greek while I was doing my homework because my Roman History class had been canceled, the cold that's been on low heat for the past week or so, making me tired and bothering me with slight sniffles and a sore throat, came to a full boil. By the time I got home my sinuses were being annoying, my nose was stuffed to the brim (and leaking... ewwwww) and I ended up sleeping through most of the Sangria Party that we were holding in the back yard. Today it's still hanging around and my plans for reading the Aeneid have gone out the window. I've spent maybe a sum total of six hours awake, and those hours were occupied by food, reading fanfic, and watching season nine of Stargate. Even being woken up by S, who had found a high-pitched whistle to which he was compelled to make me listen, did little to interrupt my day of sleeping, although I was forced to tackle him into my bed a little bit.

I really hope that I'll be better by tomorrow. We're going to the Dome, and dancing is fun.