Some Fucker Gave Me This ... Whatever I'm Feeling

So I was hosting my alumni event yesterday/Saturday when my new-found friend told me something interesting: He says he has gotten over a cold.  I remember telling all of you that this ailment I'm still suffering from I think I got last Saturday, when I was also hosting my alumni event.  There was only three of us.  The third person, who I thought was going to be there yesterday/Saturday, was not.  My new-found friend, who looks to be close friends with this third friend, texted him.  And this third friend said he is still in bed because he hasn't been feeling well all week.

Huh.  So my guess in that blog post that whatever I've come down with I got Saturday at this bar probably is true because the two other people I was with also came down with something.  Honestly, I thought what I came down with I got from one of these two dudes.  Still could be the case; I'm no epidemiologist.  But this gives more credence the possibility that someone within our vicinity was sick and gave us this virus or bacteria or whatever.  Come to think of it, while I was there, we had to deal with a bunch of rowdy young White dudes who were on this side of out of control.  This group dropped at least two glasses of beer between them.  And I overheard one of them use the word "retard."  Those signs put together make me think that none of those douches were really conscientious about staying home if they felt a tickle in their throat.

Just used another (expired) COVID test.  The first one was negative, but that was five days ago, and again, these tests may be expired.  Also, I drank some NyQuil just now.  I don't have to be anywhere today/Sunday, so I'll just hope this knocks me the eff out so my body can work on expelling whatever is continuing to make my nose run.