Eww.
I am sick. Woke up this morning with a sore throat and immediately wanted to go back to sleep. I have a sore throat, a headache, and a cough. However, I managed to drag myself out of bed, and now I am heroically avoiding reading something by St. Augustine for my class this morning. I shall not skip class. I shall go to class. Then I shall go to the library and do my research for my evil, evil research paper, doing my best not to breathe on anyone or contaminate them in any way. Sorry, immune system. I don't have time for you to die on me right now.
At least Alex made espresso this morning. Mm. Coffee. Coffee makes everything better, though it does not restore my energy.
Hm. Random thoughts. I watched Night Court for the first time last night. I was highly amused, especially when I saw young 80s-era Michael J. Fox in a guest role. Ah, the 80s. How I loved thee.
Also, just so everyone knows: The 1980s are not "retro." The idea that they are is another reason for me to plot the downfall of the Bratz merchandising empire. I hate those dolls with the heat of a million billion suns. They are not good for children or other living things.
I should probably go and read my thingy now. Please excuse my incoherent ramblings.
At least Alex made espresso this morning. Mm. Coffee. Coffee makes everything better, though it does not restore my energy.
Hm. Random thoughts. I watched Night Court for the first time last night. I was highly amused, especially when I saw young 80s-era Michael J. Fox in a guest role. Ah, the 80s. How I loved thee.
Also, just so everyone knows: The 1980s are not "retro." The idea that they are is another reason for me to plot the downfall of the Bratz merchandising empire. I hate those dolls with the heat of a million billion suns. They are not good for children or other living things.
I should probably go and read my thingy now. Please excuse my incoherent ramblings.