Yay, I'm sick!
(do I have to point out that the yay is sarcastic? well, just in case...)
I kept lying to myself all morning. I'm not that sick. I'll be better in the afternoon. Pshaw. I called work two hours before my shift was supposed to begin and said, "Look, I know it's really late to call in, so I'll come and cover the start of my shift, but could you please, please find someone to close? Because I will not make it."
And lo, I was right and immediately fell asleep when I returned from my three hour shift. (It's just a fever. And, um, a cough. But not like watchersprout has!) And now I am hot and uncomfortable and lacking in attention span but probably not going to be able to fall asleep. Woe.
So there's this new novel at the store, which I keep misreading as "The Iguana Ninja Scrolls," but it's really the Kouga Ninja. But I really want to read about the Iguana Clan. Also, note to customers, do not ask the feverish girl whether/why it matters which translation you buy of Oedipus Rex. She is sick and can only babble semi-coherently about the nature of translation at the best of times.
Perhaps I should try this "lying down" thing again.
The End.
PS-- Only not quite, for Canada is awesome, and I must share every thought passing through my head. The End. For real this time.
I kept lying to myself all morning. I'm not that sick. I'll be better in the afternoon. Pshaw. I called work two hours before my shift was supposed to begin and said, "Look, I know it's really late to call in, so I'll come and cover the start of my shift, but could you please, please find someone to close? Because I will not make it."
And lo, I was right and immediately fell asleep when I returned from my three hour shift. (It's just a fever. And, um, a cough. But not like watchersprout has!) And now I am hot and uncomfortable and lacking in attention span but probably not going to be able to fall asleep. Woe.
So there's this new novel at the store, which I keep misreading as "The Iguana Ninja Scrolls," but it's really the Kouga Ninja. But I really want to read about the Iguana Clan. Also, note to customers, do not ask the feverish girl whether/why it matters which translation you buy of Oedipus Rex. She is sick and can only babble semi-coherently about the nature of translation at the best of times.
Perhaps I should try this "lying down" thing again.
The End.
PS-- Only not quite, for Canada is awesome, and I must share every thought passing through my head. The End. For real this time.