Saturday

Still wake up early, around 9am.

My head hurts, my throat is completely dry, and I'm clearly nursing a flu.

I organize my room, that I haven't done since last weekend, and I go out to the local fair. I need the Vitamin D and some cheap polyester boxers.

I get home, get conversation in day with my dad, have lunch with him, and go out again, in my never-ending quest to shoot up my Vitamin D.

I go to the park, and I notice there's a 18th century fair going on near Queluz Palace. I take a relaxed look around, eat a delicious 18th century sandwich and I get back on my way home.

Get home, dad asks when can I replenish the Iced Tea stock, so I go out again, and replenish my own food stock as well.

Night-time. I watch some Daily Show, Real Time with Bill Maher and even a couple Stephen Colbert's, I notice I got accepted into the University/Degree I wanted to be in, and I decide to accept 1 of the 3 invitations to go out that night. It's to go to the 18th century fair again, but the other 2 invitations involved alcohol and getting back late.

By now I'm pretty sure my flu is in full force. Fuck it...

I end the day smoking a joint with some friends, and sleep like a baby.