Saturday night the dude and I went via limo and like, 9 other people to the grand opening of this club named Opera. It was actually a birthday party that we went with. Holy crapola. It.was.awesome. Most of the time, I'm not much of a nightclub/lounge kind of person. But I admit that every now and then I freaking love it.
Also seriously, the last time I was in a limo was probably high school prom.
But now, I'm still struggling to feel rested and today I started to get that twinging itch in my throat. I must not get sick. Not that I'm doing much, but I am really trying to run a little bit every day before the Army 10-Miler and getting sick would stop that.