Andy and I got a room close to Mom's, so that we could be just close enough if anyone wanted anything.
We hung out with some friends Saturday and watched some fooootball. That was nice getting out and hanging out with friends.
And today, we went to the Japanese Gardens. I wasn't feeling too good. boo. So I threw up at the Gardens. It would be a lot funnier (because I kind of find it mildly ironic anyway) if I hadn't felt like fucking crap all day.
All day. I feel like a cancer patient today. ew ew ew. Andy's been soooooo good to me though. I'm a lucky girl.