I’ve been sick with a sore throat for over a week now and finally came down with a mild on and off fever on Valentine’s Day. This evening I’m left home alone with school work, lame soup, and DVR list of shows I already watched last night. Meanwhile, my best friends are all in town and seeing a movie tonight and my boyfriend is off seeing one with one of his close “friend girls” (she’s very sweet. And no I’ve no problem with them being alone at all.); and my parents have decided they’re just going to stay up in Newport for another night (I’m a big girl and have been living by myself a lot lately, but would’ve loved their company). I just attempted to make a bowl of Campbell’s chicken and stars soup (the salty syrup that it is). Poured water into the bowl and made a huge soppy mess of the counter, kitchen floor and my cozy pjs which I’ve worn all day. Then heading upstairs in all my glorious dizziness, I whacked the back of my bony hand against the corner of the banister.
Oh, Alyssa. How so pathetic? :
