Despite my complete lack of carousing and troublemaking I’m sick again. I would like to take this opportunity to shake my fist at the universe.

There, done.

Yesterday I started to feel a tickle in my throat so I took an antihistamine. Everyone seems to be sick right now and I didn’t want to be. I drank water and tea and felt my symptoms slowly get a little worse. Before going to bed I took some real medicine in hopes that I could cut this thing off at the start. No such luck.

I woke up this morning with a fever, painful throat, swollen lymph nodes, and all kinds of sneezy.

Despite my previous penchant for feverish frolicking (alliteration unintentional), I’m taking this as a sign that the universe wants me to stay home tonight. By that I mean at my mom’s where I can properly milk the sympathy card since she’s the one who probably got me sick.

So tonight I’ll be curling up on my mom’s couch, groaning in agony to acquire control of the remote control, before putting on the most girly movie I can find and allowing myself a moment of sappy bliss.

Why hello Ever After.

Yes, I can quote almost every line of that movie.

Yes, it is my favorite ever.

Yes, it does have a distinct lack of cynical snarkiness and seems an odd choice for me.

Yes, I do get chills when they’re in the ruins and she whispers “Henry.”

Yes, I cry every time I watch it.

Apparently I’m a real girl.

Okay, enough with that…

While fitness may have taken a backseat this week to other important life changes, I’m getting tired of all my fits and starts. Business, tiredness, laziness, and whatever else are just excuses and gaining momentum is hard if I don’t actually make it a priority.

Since I’m leaving my current little hometown for the big bad city, I should take the time I have left there and say a sad farewell to my favorite 24 Hour Fitness location. My dear pretentious Issaquah location, I love you and shall miss you. The Downtown location’s got nothing on you. The newer and more pretentious Northgate location is… well… in Northgate. We shall have to work things out anyway, though, because I value snobbiness and the Downtown club just doesn’t bring that to the table.

I should totally change my Facebook status to “It’s Complicated with 24 Hour Fitness.”

By the way, they don’t pay me to say this stuff. I actually like them.

I mean, I don’t even get a free gym membership from them NOT THAT I’M HINTING OR ANYTHING…

The moral of the story here is don’t blog when you’re sick and on all kinds of medication. This is how it turns out.

And stay away from the Girl Scout Cookies. I broke my tooth on a Samoa last night. I told you that those things were evil.