Since Sparta moved to the city, I've spent every weekend that I wasn't working dashing off to visit him. I've been having big fun catching up with friends, eating, shopping, dancing and dodging flea-ridden pigeons like there's no tomorrow, but it seems the nonstop revolving door of country/city/country/city I've been living has finally caught up with me in the form of symptoms that line up suspiciously well with those of pneumonia. Although I'm sure if I actually had pneumonia I'd feel worse.
Anyway, mom is heading down for a weekend sleepover and I'm sure she will use her magical mom powers and I'll be feeling better and back to tell you all about the man who smacked me in the subway station and my new solution to the issue of gropey dancing in no time.
Have a lovely weekend!