the sun is butter on the floor and Max is stretched out, warm and squeaking
I love my cat.
I'm sick in bed. Came down with the flu on Monday, haven't worked since, and won't til Friday morning. I'd like you all to now extend messages of sympathy to me -- because I feel like crap, and more importantly, because I won't get money because I'm not working. I'm just kidding. I'm feeling a little better today, but have that whole thing of being really really sore because I have spent the last three days in a horizontal position.
I'm going to go make myself oatmeal, and call Sierra, and then watch a movie or two and peek at some paperwork or maybe write some letters.
We should consider ourselves lucky that we didn't, in fact, make out, because there would be more sickness.
Sun and flawless blue skies in February mean that EVERYTHING is going to be just fine.
hugs!
I'm sick in bed. Came down with the flu on Monday, haven't worked since, and won't til Friday morning. I'd like you all to now extend messages of sympathy to me -- because I feel like crap, and more importantly, because I won't get money because I'm not working. I'm just kidding. I'm feeling a little better today, but have that whole thing of being really really sore because I have spent the last three days in a horizontal position.
I'm going to go make myself oatmeal, and call Sierra, and then watch a movie or two and peek at some paperwork or maybe write some letters.
We should consider ourselves lucky that we didn't, in fact, make out, because there would be more sickness.
Sun and flawless blue skies in February mean that EVERYTHING is going to be just fine.
hugs!