Weekend Away
Last weekend I went to Roanoke, Virginia to see Regan. I had a good time, of course, especially since it had been several weeks since I had seen her. There was a dance at her school (the “Fall Formal”) and I was her date. It was to be a night of glamour and romance, but it turned out to be more miserable than elegant. Both of us were sick, she with the flu and I with a cold, and we were both feeling pretty bad on Saturday night. Regan also lost her voice almost completely. We went to the dance anyway, but only stayed for about two hours, then left. It didn’t seem too great at the time, but I’m already looking back on the weekend with amusement. I’m sure we’ll look back on it and be able to do nothing but smile.
Comment by Regan
So he makes it sound quite miserable. I don’t think it was, but then again I was taking a combination of expired cough syrup, Echinacea, naproxen sodium, and pseudophedrine. I am glad Adam came. And I am kind of glad of I nearly lost my voice. I got to hear him and my good friend Brittany babble on about the European Union at our favorite, strange coffee shop. And I got to listen to a twenty-minute monologue about the difference between active and passive patience over blueberry tea before the dance where I nearly fell over because I was so dizzy. It was good. Really good. Amusing. But definitely good.
Posted on November 14, 2003 at 9:08 pm