dsfsdeeuuuurgh. Fun times arrived, and it's probably one of the worse ones I've had. Probably because I missed last month. I've spent most of the day in bed, or lying on the bathroom floor and trying not to throw up. In retrospect, I spend a lot of my life on bathroom floors trying not to throw up!
The timing's shit, though. I don't think I should even bother going to camp like this: there's no way I can hike up and down hills, let alone take care of a cabin full of preteen boys.
I'll just. Keep crocheting my Companion Cube!!!! Until my finger bleeds again. I graduate on the 12th, and I still have about ten unit's worth of crap to do: this is my last day to completely relax.