And so it is...
2008 has started somewhere and I don't feel as though I have caught up with my own self.
New Years was a good time. I had a lot of fun - dancing, dressing up, looking pretty, taking hysterical photos.Some people didn't have a good time, were disappointed, but for the first night in about a million years I was determined to be optimistic and think positive about it all. I enjoyed myself even if no one else did...so meh!
I was sick when we started the year and I find myself sick again. This time really hating is because I feel totally incapacitated and have been quarentined to my home for fear of infecting anyone else. This means I have forfieted my Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and perhaps Monday off to illness and my bed. The perks? Ive watched Talledega Nights, the 3rd Pirates movies, Blood Diamond, Season 4 of Sex and the City, Friends on TV, and haven't had to wash dishes. After that, it all sucks. I lost date nights, time with Jill, shopping with Jill, movies with Jill, piercing with Jill, snuggling with Jill, basically a weekend with Jill. I guess there are always plenty of those, but it still makes me sad.
Tomorrow I may have some more exciting news to publish. For now, Im off to blow my nose, cough up my lungs, and lay down.
New Years was a good time. I had a lot of fun - dancing, dressing up, looking pretty, taking hysterical photos.Some people didn't have a good time, were disappointed, but for the first night in about a million years I was determined to be optimistic and think positive about it all. I enjoyed myself even if no one else did...so meh!
I was sick when we started the year and I find myself sick again. This time really hating is because I feel totally incapacitated and have been quarentined to my home for fear of infecting anyone else. This means I have forfieted my Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and perhaps Monday off to illness and my bed. The perks? Ive watched Talledega Nights, the 3rd Pirates movies, Blood Diamond, Season 4 of Sex and the City, Friends on TV, and haven't had to wash dishes. After that, it all sucks. I lost date nights, time with Jill, shopping with Jill, movies with Jill, piercing with Jill, snuggling with Jill, basically a weekend with Jill. I guess there are always plenty of those, but it still makes me sad.
Tomorrow I may have some more exciting news to publish. For now, Im off to blow my nose, cough up my lungs, and lay down.