This weekend has been nothing but me laying around in my room. I was fine Friday morning when I was getting dressed, then sitting in class it just hit me, damn, I'm sick. It never happens that way. So... Friday night, I went to Franklinville with John to watch Greg's football game. Very smart idea. I don't know if it really made me any worse, though... I rented a couple of movies for yesterday. The first one just sucked. The second one, Possession, was kind of boring, but I think I liked it. It's been a really lonely cold this weekend. I talked to Beth when I gave her my rent check, talked to Craig when I asked him to move the stick-shift car for me, and talked to Benn when he came in to look at my room. I want to be pampered, damn it. Oh, I also haven't started my next queer lit paper, due on Tuesday. I guess I have to today, but I really think I should be allowed to just skip it, because I feel crummy. Oh well.