(This was written following my move from Virginia to Texas post-graduation)
Texas Day 1
Woke up at 1pm sick with fever, sore throat, and aches. Resolved to do nothing but watch crappy movies on the lifetime channel.
Texas Day 2
Was alone all day, finally went crazy around 5pm which resulted in me buying and consuming half a carton of TimTams and wandering aimlessly around SuperTarget for an hour. The day was slightly redeemed by talking to Rachel, however, I couldn't move about the house for fear of losing cell reception so I stood motionless in the one spot of the kitchen where I get service, for an hour.
Texas Day 3
In one hour of being on my own I managed to:
1. burn my body so sufficiently that I should be served on a bed of lettuce with a side of cocktail sauce
2. leave my phone on top of my car, which I was abruptly reminded of by the soul-shattering crunch of my phone being flung onto concrete at 40mph
3. grab my keys out of my purse with a little too much enthusiasm, resulting in me punching myself in the face...in front of children
Texas Day 4
Got hit on by a creeper in Starbucks and when I tried to leave the barista told us there was a tornado a few blocks behind us and to go chill in the bathroom for a while...so I got stuck with creeper.
Texas Day 5
Woke up to earth-shattering thunder and lightning directly overhead. It sounded like the sky was splitting open and the Titans were being hurdled at Dallas. Finally fell back to sleep. Woke up at noon and ate remainder of TimTams and bacon.
