I'm spinning around

Either I have the world's longest hangover or my stomach is being it's usually pissy self. Hence a crappy, lack luster post which wont do the weekend's activities enough justice.

I learned to spin! Spin Out was a lot of fun, even despite the constant threat of basket balls (that's me in the purple). Everyone I met was so friendly and willing to teach my fingers-and-thumbs self how to spin on a CD drop spindle that I couldn't help but enjoy myself. And really could I have had any better instructors than Christine and Marie (who gave me the purdy autumnal roving up on that there spindle)? I'm not sure I'll be taking up spinning as a new hobby, despite it's highly addictive qualities but it was a very pleasant way to spend an afternoon.

Then I went out and got rip-roaring drunk. Not such a smart move.

Sunday was spent sleeping and groaning and headaching on my friend's couch. Not the most productive I've ever been. Ugh. I need a lie down.