I don't remember much, but from what I do remember I think it's safe to say I wasn't exactly with it. I think at one point I told everyone that Robin Williams was in Schindler's List, and was convinced my cousins dogs bark sounded exactly like it was barking "No, no, no" at me.
In fact this whole weekend was pretty hazy. All I remember was taking a lot of cold medicine, coughing a lot, drinking Sprite, and watching almost the entire first season of Felicity. But I woke up this morning feeling better and feeling like I'm on the mend. I think I am going to lay off the cold meds for a while. While in the haze of the Robitussin, I'm pretty sure I was singing about Mickey Mouse being in my bathtub.