Monday I woke up feeling normal. I went for a run in the morning... and BAM... sickness hit. The full works. Fever, chills, and achy body. Which would've been not so bad if I hadn't already agreed to go on a .... dare I say... date. Well, I had been asked by a gentleman friend to go with him to Kings came. So despite my bodies desire to crawl into bed and die, I headed off to the game.
And I am so glad that I did. It was awesome. He had box tickets in a suite. And excuse the pun.. and the obnoxious word... but it was just that... SWEET. It was right on the- whatever the equivalent of the 50 yard line in hockey is.
It was an exciting game including going into overtime. The Kings lost. But since neither of us were that into hockey. We left in good spirits.
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