Userpic says it all.

Actually, I'm not that vile or leaky yet, but it's coming. Today I was just sitting around, minding my own business and catching up with Sade when BAM! Sore throat. Then a dull pain in my brainal region, and now my sinuses are joining in on Make Xena Miserable day. I can't be sick now! School just started, I've got a gazillion things to do and I just don't have the time for nose slugs and all that entails.

In other news, Collin, the Humanities Guy, hasn't forgotten about me after all. I thought since he didn't call he wasn't planning on it, but today in class he mentioned it.

Him: So, now that break's over maybe I'll call you.

Me: *distractedly fiddling with my new wireless internet thingy and trying to make it work.* OK.

Him: Cool.

I didn't catch up with the implications until well after I had checked my email.

But wait, there's more! While I was on the bus, drowning in woe and wishing for help, who should get on but Rob. Oh, good, more dealings with the maletypes. But my problem with him is the exact opposite of that with Collin. Grrr. Anyway, we talked about swing dancing and class, and he mentioned that once he dressed emo for Halloween and I said I'd dressed like a bimbo. We laughed. We ran out of conversation topics. We sat in silence. He left.

It wasn't particulairly exciting.

And I'm really sleepy but I don't really want to take a nap, because I won't be able to sleep later and be all tired tomorrow. Plus I've got reading to do (of course).