My time spent in Ashland for Homecoming was awesome. Thank you Erica and Laura for visiting with me in your apartment, and I’m sorry that I got violently ill later and ruined our night out. I hope that you had fun anyway, despite me ruining it.
I think she’s “teaching me a lesson” right now and not calling me to work for her until she has to go for drunk-driving weekend. Whatever. I need the money, but it’s not worth the abuse.
Other than that, there’s not much to tell. I have all of my pictures in a photo album. And when I get access to a scanner, I promise I’ll try to get them up on my Facebook page, and provide a link.
Edited to Add: I forgot the most important thing I was going to add.
I almost died last night. Literally. I almost choked to death. Thank God The Boy is trained in CPR.
And as a side note, avoid choking. First of all its really panic-inducing, and no one needs that. Secondly, be aware that if you have the Heimlich done on you, you’re 95% likely to throw up on top of getting out whatever was caught on your throat. I really should send The Boy’s Mother something for scaring the crap out of her and almost having to call 911.
I’m embarrassed that I’m an idiot. Literally, I don’t think I wil ever live this down. Part of me wishes that I had totally died…because I’m dying of embarrassment every time I think of it.