Apr 03, 2006 09:53
So this morning, I says to myself, "Self, who the hell is making noise at nine am thats waking me up?" Then I realize that the noise is somebody puking.
I assume it's Robert. It's ok though, I'm Irish too, I can make judgements like these. Then I realize Jeff isn't in the room so I think it's him. Then I hear Justin's voice saying that he's been sick all weekend.
Well at about the time that I hear is lower intestinal track hitting the rim of the toilet, I just felt plain bad for the guy. So if you're reading this, maybe swing by with some soup, or crackers, or something. He'll be here all day resting.
On the plus side, this has been one of those rare mornings where I wake up, lie in bed for forty minutes, flip open my cell phone and play the song "Rebel Rouser" ya it's an oldie but a goodie, then I rolled out of bed and felt like a bad ass and did a push up.
Now I'm going to go to breakfast and read another fifty pages of this stupid sci fi book. It better become less stupdier quicker.