and so I quickly contracted a sinus infection.
Public transportation owes me at least a month of my life back from being debilitated by illness. I even passed up boxing this morning in hopes of not making my ailment worse. Granted, as soon as I felt a tickle in the back of my throat, I should have known.
Last night, we celebrated my best friend's girl friend's birthday. The night started out well, but Tim and I left in search of cheaper liquor and we were denied re-entry without paying cover (we were harsh duped by the earlier shift of bouncers). While we sipped our Jack and colas behind a truck container, my congestion got worse and worse; however, I was enjoying buzzed chatting with my fine male companion so I tried to ignore it. It wasn't a very well crafted ruse.
I just looked dranked and droopy for a time, but I couldn't fight it anymore.