Weekend Woe

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This weekend was the first weekend in a long time that I had neither work or class.  I was excited. I planned to get things done, to catch up on important things I had been putting off, like organizing my crayons and reading my way through Barnes and Noble, in short I planned to use the two days to the best of my ability.

Apparently my body did not get the memo. I spent the weekend in various states of sick; either gross and uncomfortable (before medicine),  loopy and exhausted (after medicine), or drunk. Because of course I wasn’t about to stay home when there was live bands to see and happy hours to partake of. Besides, I figured it wouldn’t hurt to have a little vodka with my oj.

So I’ll recap my Saturday for you, because I know you’re dying to hear about it and I’m still a little loopy and that’s what I want to do. I woke up around 11ish with Boyfriend. He took me to a grocery store for juice and I debated buying 12.00 mucinex. The decision was made that we’d drive over to WallyWorld to attempt to find a better price on the stuff, success-9.00 at walmart. Still freaking expensive for 20 pills in a needlessly large bottle, but it works. He dropped me off at my apartment and I finished and submitted my weekly paper, caught up on google reader, tried to watch a lucy dvd and fell asleep. Forever.

Or, you know, four hours. I woke up and made soup and cornbread and watched half of Pretty Woman on  ABC. I’ve never seen that movie, which is weird because if anyone could give Hottnett a run for his money as my main movie man, it would be Richard Gere. But older Richard Gere. Not Officer and a Gentlemen Richard Gere. However I do have a aversion to Julia Roberts, I think her mouth is too big for her face and it annoys me, strange considering that one Christmas my mom decided to buy me a Julie Roberts collection even though she knew I don’t particularly like the woman. Steel Magnolias. My mom bought it for the opening scene where her brothers are shooting pigeons in the yard and tying condoms to the get away car.  She said that scene would resemble my wedding. Wonderful. It does have the best scene in cinematic history though. That part where Sally Field is crying/yelling/laughing in the cemetery.  I love it.  Anyway, halfway through Pretty Woman Boyfriend calls about going out. I change and we’re out for the evening.

5 drinks and 4 1/2 hours later we’re home and I’m asleep within minutes.

And now somehow it’s already 3:00 on Sunday and I’ve yet to complete what I wanted to get done this weekend.

I really like living on my own for the most part, but when I’m sick I miss having my parents around. Somehow Popsicles and soup just don’t taste as good when you have to make them yourself.

I know this post is very jumpy and lacks transitions. I’m sorry. Don’t tell my professors.

I’ve got a midterm to do, a paper to write, and a presentation to put together today. I think I’ll get on that.

Or maybe I’ll take a nap.

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