Hehe...and all I wanted was the license to practice law!?!?
Hey, Rob: Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die. :)

I want to crawl into a hole and die. I am so miserably sick, it isn't funny. I haven't slept in almost 100 hours. I can't lie down because I stop breathing. I have tried propping myself up on pillows - no luck, I still can't breathe. I NEED SLEEP! Even when I do find a position in which I can breathe, I can't go ten minutes without blowing my nose or coughing up crap. I am physically exhausted.

Let's see, I left off on Wednesday, I think. Well, I didn;t get out of bed. Thursday, I went to an alumni thing at my junior college. Went because my mom works there and it would look bad if I RSVP'd and didn't show up. I couldn't wait to leave. Left and went home to bed. Yesterday, I crawled out of bed for a doctor's appointment. Kaiser couldn't get me in until a week from Monday, so I went to my private ENT. (Kaiser sucks a**.) Found out I have a major sinus infections and possibly some pollyps forming in my sinuses. Sucks. Makes it harder to get rid of sinus infections and much harder breathe, in general. Doc said it is better to keep moving, rather than sitting still. So, rather than going back home to bed, I got my hair color touched up. from there, I went to the store and picked up general stuff I needed, like tissues. Last night I met Scott at The Grove for a quick bite to eat and a movie. Connie and Carla was okay. It was nowhere near as bad as Secret Window, but it wasn't anywhere near as great as Big Fat Greek Wedding. Scott and I had high expectations. Oh well. Today, I am staying in bed / on the couch. Advice, shadmice - I don't have the energy to keep moving.

If I feel like this tomorrow and don't get some sleep, the date ain't happening in any case! *puts head down on crossed arms* *whines*

Rob is heading out of town on Sunday to go visit his parents in Utah. His boss bought him the ticket and told him to go. Very cool thing for him to do. Rob was going to surprise his parents, but they found out. Oh well. I am glad he gets to go, even if they know about it beforehand. He doesn't get to spend enough time with them.

As for the Renn Faire - Rob is going! YAY! That means, he'll be meeting Jen, Rob, Berek, and Pita. Finally. He doesn't even care that I am going in costume. (I think that's because of the low neckline...LOL) Also, I grabbed him for Mama Mia. that's coming up next month. I warned him. I told him I can sing along to any ABBA song. He still agreed to go. What a guy.

Okay, too much energy used. Going back to my bed. Blech. I want my mom.