superbadgirl | Back among the living

It's not that I don't love my friend. I do. It's that my apartment is very small and I'm used to having what little space I have all to myself, so tripping over another person for even three days is kind of a pain. Actually, had it been summer I think we would have been all right. I'm hot all the time. I like the fresh air having a window open provides, even in February; K. is a freeze baby and so we kept the window shut for the entire visit. I haven't slept much since Thursday, due to stuffiness in the apartment and the fact that with the window shut the smoke from across the hallway really seeps in and it's wreaked havoc on my sinuses. I feel bad, but toward the end I was really resentful about the whole thing. I mean, I didn't want her to be uncomfortable, but it sucks that in order for her to not be uncomfortable I had to be uncomfortable.

Plus, I started out with a two day headache (finally figured out the trigger was her perfume, which was really not pretty smelling at all anyway) and then yesterday I had a sore throat/hoarse voice. It's still kind of hoarse and I've been trying to hack up my lungs for a couple of hours now.

That's not to say I didn't have fun. We didn't do a whole lot - dinner/movie on Thursday, had planned to go see some live music on Friday but we both had alcohol with dinner and got soooooo sleepy we just came home, and last night we went to a really bad play about drag queens saving their day spa from evil condo developers. It was actually hilarious, and I'm really glad we didn't wimp out of that. Daytimes were spent just walking around taking in the sights and shopping a little. Very low key.

And then she left (at 5:50 AM, ouch), and I slept some more (couldn't sleep last night because I was hot and my skin hurt), got up and watched Supernatural. Poor Dean.

Just glancing at my flist? Yeah, there's no way I'm ever going to catch up.