I'm in a surprisingly good mood, considering I'm at work and have packed sinuses. Although the random bottles of aspirin around this office are definitely part of the cheer. My headache is greatly reduced. YAY!
In a couple of days, I will be off for 4 days straight. I haven't had an extended break since I was last ill, and before that was in August of last year. I NEED to get out of here for a few days, seriously. I need to sit at home and drink Sprite Zero and eat soup with crackers until this cold finishes with me. I will watch my backlog of TV series that only lasted one season, and probably try to download Season 5 of SYTYCD again, though there seem to be NO copies of it floating around, and I will marvel at YouTube videos of dubstep dancers and stuff.
Jay will be in Victoria, at his convention, and I will have the whole house to myself. Aside from the expected sleep issues (I sleep not-so-well alone now, go figure), I expect it to be incredibly calm and soothing, except when the cats decide there hasn't been enough mayhem in the day. This doesn't happen as often as it could, and for this I'm grateful.
Basically, I'm not getting dressed. Except when I have to shower and go see my eyeball doc for a follow-up, and then I have to go and buy some jeans, because mine are dying in the inner thighs, and I should probably stop by Talize for a hot air popcorn machine, and I'm fairly sure there'll be at least ONE movie I'd like to see, and and and. Doing everything on the bus can get tiring, and is SO time-consuming. I wish I had a car, but I can't afford one.
I'll do it all on Wednesday (no laughing,
palmer_kun) and then sleep for a few days. Ah, sleep. I never seem to get enough, no matter what I do.