Rest

From 4pm Friday to 12:10pm Saturday I stayed in bed. Some of the time was spent sleeping, most was spent watching episodes from season 3 of Grey's Anatomy (Thank you Markus!)
In place of cookie-making/eating (though I can't argue against that wonderful idea, Mary), my method of coping this week has been to stay in bed.
At 12:10 yesterday, my roommate Amber came to my door bearing muffins, commenting that she didn't think I'd eaten in a while. (She was right) Then she said, "So, you'll still come with me to get my eyebrows threaded, right?"
Ugh, crap. How does one become presentable when they haven't showered in a couple days? Answer: Baseball cap.
After returning home, I promptly crawled back into bed.

This might sound like a sad day... I don't think it was, I think it was great, but I understand it could sound pretty pathetic.

But here's where it turns around.

I went out to dinner in Little Italy with Fargo and Nicole. Yum yum.
And then Markus' friend Reinstatler invited me to come to a party he was going to with some friends.
I really didn't want to go. Like really. Like I called Markus and told him he was in big trouble for having this friend who invites me to parties. What I wanted... ... was my bed.
But I felt like a big fat jerk because Reinstatler, who normally resides in Virginia, was in Baltimore.. actually, was about 4 blocks away from me... and all that I could think was, "will you please just let me get back in bed?"
So I went. I did it. (But I told him that if I couldn't find a parking spot I was going to drive right back home. Hah.)
And it was so fun.
I was greeted at the door by one of the girls who lives in the house, and upon attempting to tell her who I knew she said, "Forget about it. It doesn't matter. You're friends with everyone here. What's important is that the kitchen is straight to the back and there are cups on the counter, jungle juice in the cooler, and a keg out back." Before I could get to the kitchen, before I could even say hi to Reinstatler I was pulled into a game of flip cup, hugged by girls, high-fived by guys, and completely welcomed by every person I saw.
Eventually I got to hang out with Reinstatler and Beck, Markus' roommate from Kentucky, who is a big bunch of fun. It was great. I just really never expected to be so welcomed.
I don't know anyone who lives in that apartment 4 blocks from me, but I might just go knock on their door sometime.