Had an AWESOME weekend floating the river with KT. When we first got on the river some boys from Bost*n tried to talk us out of our alcohol. They even opened our cooler! Then, we met a cute couple from San Marc*s and floated with them the rest of the way, chatting about everything from bl*dder infections (mine), to frat parties, to work, to school. We had a blast! The river was soooooo slow we had to paddle when we weren't going down a chute, so my arms and shoulders are sore today. Oh, and two hours into it I had to pee like a racehorse only I COULDN'T pee like a racehorse (as in, go in the water) so I was freakin' MISERABLE thinking it was my infection until my body couldn't take it anymore and took over my unwillingness to go in the water, like everybody does, and knows it, because well, you're tubing, what else are you going to do. Still, I'm self conscious about and it and didn't grow up going in the water ANYwhere!! Okay, enough, of that conversation. See, I'm still uncomfortable? Ahem.
We stopped for burgers afterwards at the most delicious burger place, but I suppose anything would've tasted pretty fantastic after that. We danced the hour ride home in the car to KT's CD collection, and had quite a few audiences on the way. I'm getting pretty good at driving and dancing. Stoplights are my friend, though. We are officially each other's car dancing partners.
I'm off to read blogs, or facebo*k, or read my Sisterhood of the Travell*ng Pants 2 until I'm tired enough to fall back asleep. Yawn.