day four of being sick has brought on some rather nasty coughing. because just having a sore throat wasn’t enough, now we have to aggravate the shit out of it.
i have taken enough vitamin C to turn everyone in cook county under the age of 12 into an orange. i have had enough peppermint tea with honey to turn everyone who remains into a hard candy. i am tired of being sick now, and want to be well again. working from home today. i don’t want to share the love with everyone in the office. and it’s not like i couldn’t work today, because everyone’s going to spaz out about DOOM!, so i didn’t really think i had much choice between “working” or “sleeping and trying to get better.” at least i’m home, where people can’t just barge into my office all the damn time. and, also, cats here. cats > no cats. bjork.
interpol.
modest mouse.
eminem.
continue to take dayquil. am so, so not amused at having gotten sick at this particular point in time.
clean living room up. vacuum. finish tree. laundry. order from peapod. put aside book + movie to take to work to loan to dgc.this via kim, who writes, “And to think some people actually used to take this guy seriously.”
“This DVD is a great way to introduce young people to real political issues”…WITH PUPPETS! baahahahahaa. seriously, ralph, what were you *thinking*? i mean, because it clearly wasn’t “my god, i’m going to look like an ass.”
once more i am forced to question why anyone would ever think that ashton kutcher is the hot member of the “That 70s Show” cast.
sorry, it’s the smirking boys thing again. i’ll go off and be quietly drooly in my corner now.
