Mar 04, 2005 21:51
You know- I've been meaning to write, but I've been sick. And lame. I've just been sitting here sick for the last few days. I want to do something, but I don't have the energy. Or, quite frankly, mental ablity. I'm a lame driver right now. Which is OK, since I don't think I have to go on the road for a few days. And, who knows- I could be better, right?
Ah well- I missed yoga class to sit around and let snot dribble through my eyes. It wasn't a choice, but a necessary action. Or inaction. Whatever. It was yucky and ugly. Now- my head is pounding and I have laryngigits and my ear is ringing. Note- one ear. The Dr promised me 10 days of this. Do I sound thrilled. I thought not.
Excitement. Well- I have gotten in touch with qutie a few old friends. That's nice. Made me happy. Can't really see well enough to read books. And, when I tried listening to my French stuff I foudn that my mind wandered too much to follow it. I'd be ther reading, and next thing I knew, she'd be 2 lines down. Made me seriously wonder about my sanity. I'm blaming it on her talking too damn fast.