Weekend update.

Discovery of the weekend, I seem to have developed an allergy to mosquito bites. Cue giant swollen spots from head to toe. I wish I would have known that before running around in a bikini at a countryside pool party. I've been dosing myself with benadyrl and slathering my limps in cortisone cream. I forgot that benadryl induces lethargy and drowsiness and was a little confused as to why I fell back to sleep this morning and awoke in a pool of drool. There goes Sunday and all the menial errands that were planned.

Today is the air show at the lake front and about every five minutes some military plane does a fly over through my neighborhood and shakes the walls and rattles the dishes. Apparently these sorts of events are important for recruiting efforts but they seem to be more effective anti-war campaigns.

I have a wedding to go to on Friday. I'm being kind and am attending as the date of one of my close friends who I happened to accidentally sleep with on three occasions. This situation somehow managed to surface in conversation at the countryside pool party and the group consensus was that if you have intimate relations with a friend more than once, feelings must be involved. I am adamantly against this theory and my line of defense is the same as always, people have needs and sometimes friends are convenient. Of course, I could by lying to myself. Sometimes I have found myself considering what a relationship would be like between this friend and I, but such fantasies are quickly dismissed for one reason or another. But whatever.