Nostalgia and Chocolate Pudding

Being sick sucks. I've had three almost all-nighters in a row, and I guess that kind of stress and exhaustion is bound to catch up with a person. I took a nap when I got back from class today, and when I woke up I had a pounding headache, a sore throat, and any sort of small physical activity pretty much knocked the wind out of me.

Luckily there were still noodles in the chicken noodle soup at the Union. Usually by the time 6:30 rolls around it's just broth, and I never want it. But given the state of my throat, I would have been up for anything, and it just so happened that there was a plethora of noodles in my bowl, which greatly increased my quality of life. However, after my soup was gone, my throat was still sore, so I made a facebook call for some hot tea. My friend Vince loves me because he's bringing me some tomorrow.

Until then I'm lounging around my dorm room in my bathrobe watching Lizzie McGuire with my roommate and eating chocolate pudding and sucking on peppermints and cough drops. It's not my ideal Friday night, but I've definitely had worse.

Why today was awesome: It was my last day of class for the quarter.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 5.5

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 24