Man, I think I'd rather be full-on sick. Right now, I'm sitting here at Gina's, waiting for her to get ready for church. Today being Palm Sunday, church is going to be long and arduous. Arduous because I'm dead tired (I didn't sleep well again, because of these allergies and the psuedo-cold I have) and I'm all stuffed up. And of course, today is the longest Sunday Mass of the year, typically. But really, I'm not sick enough to not go to church. I hate being a good boy.

Yesterday I fought through this sickness to attend Gina's cousin's retirement party (an older cousin, obviously). It was a good time, but would have been better had I felt better. Ah well...it was obviously worth going to, because it was cool.

Well, off to church now...catch ya later...