Oh the drippage that is my face...

Or more appropriately, "I have nothing to say, but crave approval so I'm coming on here to try to make you happy." But don't expect anything much. or much of anything. I guess I haven't said anything since conference. It was a lot of fun. It was great spending some time with Bethany and Karla and catching up with a whole host of other people, including a 3rd cousin that I had one semester of college with. It's so crazy to have these connections with so many people. On Monday I had a sore throat in the morning and it got increasingly worse throughout the day and by evening, I practically had to grip something because the pain was so intense when I swallowed. Yeah, didn't feel the best for awhile and now it's just basically a cold and I'm tired and drippy and can't smell or taste and have Larry and Jitus. I took NyQuil on Friday night and that stuff is wicked. I think I forget how bad it is and keep taking it. It seriously didn't wear off till around 4 in the afternoon yesterday. So I was dragging myself around and stopping for rests in between the slightest of exertions and my roommate really wanted to go to a coffee shop. I figured I could sit and hack and sniff there as well as anywhere else but I just didn't have the gumption to get ready. So I slumped in the chair and she did my hair and put my face on for me and then she said I looked like a medieval princess and then we left. She's SO weird!