I hate how my body and social life never seem to be in sync. Last weekend I got what seemed to be the flu literally right when I got home from work on Friday evening – when I had plans for the whole weekend. Of course it didn’t stop me from going out as it was my friend’s bday, but let’s just say I learned my lesson that thera flu + alcohol = blacking out. There are enough obnoxious, drunken Daniel stories on this blog so I’ll spare everyone details.

This week I’m feeling fine and ready to get my mind off of a crazy as shit work week, but sadly have nowhere to go and no friends around. =/ Sad. Sigh. I guess I need a hobby. Or more friends.