Monday, February 25, 2008
Stupidest Week Ever
Last week I spent mostly sleeping or padding around in my pj's and slippers, feeling all sorts of nasty. I finally got back to work on Friday, only to leave by 3 pm and go home and get back on the couch. Friday night my parents called and I was so excited to talk to someone who wasn't my dog. Then Saturday morning I got sick to my stomach again, but I went to a friend's going away party that night anyway. And being out of my house, being showered, talking to people socially, was THRILLING. It was almost intoxicating it was so much fun. I even had a beer, and a cookie. I really really love my dog (Hi Puppies!!!), but I cannot emphasize how truly awesome it was to be out of my pajamas and house feeling relatively normal and social again. I was so excited that when I gave my friends a little going-away gift, I started jumping up and down. Really. Not in a like "I'm so happy you're moving" kind of way, but in a "DEAR GOD AM I EXCITED TO SEE ALL THESE PEOPLE" way.