I feel a little bit better. Even managed to take Blue for a short walk.
Lee is feeling the sickness too (or maybe he's just tired from a long night with his PS3). I mean, it's 3:30 in the afternoon and he is still in bed but I guess I can't say much about it considering I didn't get up until noon.
I wouldn't be able to sleep in that late for a while. Friday, I have to attend a financial aid and student worker orientation at the school and then classes start on Monday.
I'm actually looking forward to my classes this semester:
Biology 101 - 7am (!!!)
Psych 101 - 8am
Algebra - 9am
Intro to Anatomy and Physiology - M&W 10am-1pm
Why do I all of a sudden have a terrible feeling that I am going to regret that 7am class?