And I should probably now admit to my antisocial boringness just so you fully comprehend why I don't tend to talk about my weekends.
I work most Saturdays. This weekend I went into work 2 hours early. Yup, 2 hours. Willingly.
I don't even remembered what happened Saturday after work, except that I talked Ammon into buying me frozen yogurt at 9 o'clock at night.
Sunday I woke up dying of an allergy attack. So I did what any person would do, and I spent 2 hours doing Accounting Fundamentals homework. We got lunch at our favorite Nepali buffet, and then I came home and slept on the couch for 2 hours.
We rounded out the day with a couple of hours of Payroll Accounting, and now I'm doing a marathon catch-up of "1600 Penn". It makes me so happy.
I can tell that you are all jealous right now. I can tell that you all want to come be my best friends, right? Some days I don't know why anyone reads this blog.
Provided I get enough antihistamine and decongestant into my system, tomorrow promises to be much better. Please come back. I love you all.