Friday night, 9:30 PM. Getting ready to call it a night. I'm signed up to help the cycling team clean up the basketball court tonight at 10 (ten freaking pm, yes), but I'm going to be a big old flake tonight because I am home and warm and it is cold outside, and I don't have the willpower to make myself kit up for cold, dark riding right now and ride through the poorly-lit park not once but twice, once before ten and again sometime close to midnight, to have the pleasure of sweeping popcorn off the gym floor and cleaning up other people's soda cups. Call me selfish, call me lazy... I am both of those things, for sure. And tonight, I'm going to curl up in bed before ten o'clock and sleep in until after 9 before going in to work and tackling lab reports. (I thought 40 was intimidating and hard to tackle - they've doubled! Ack! Oh god, I sound like Cathy! Double ack!)
Add to that the fact that the people I work with in the lab have been fighting a nasty cold-like thing for the past few weeks, and it's been going around, and I so far have remained immune but can just feel the tickle in my throat. My remedy: Elysian Night Owl (in moderation - like maybe a pint tonight), a spicy curry dinner, some Emergen-C, and good old sleep.
Can't get sick now; must race 'cross in portland on sunday. Bedward ho. Sorry, guys... I'll help again next time, I promise.
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