oh boy. boy, oh boy did i have big plans for this weekend. ice skating in central park! dinner at a new restaurant in the east village! friends visiting from out of town! it was going to be great. i was going to have so many great pictures to show you.
and then i got the 24-hour flu. it was awesome. so awesome i decided to spare you pictures of it.
but. but. let's not harp on what could have been. i did go to central park, right at the half hour during, which they shut the icerink down to clean it. i did go to the secret, and therefore packed with tourists, burger joint, and only managed a few fries as i was "starting to feel funny." i did go to dinner. i left early and had two bites of rice. i did try a new flu medicine that knocks you out in one powerful punch. that was kind of fun. and today i ate ten pretzels and drank a cup of ginegerale. to make up for me, though, nyc was on fire this weekend. the old girl looked mighty nice, as you can see below.
so, what did you do?
|the happy face of someone who doesn't know what's coming.|