Tuesday, March 30, 2004
Eeewww....
I'm sick.
Blecchhh.
Over the last couple of weeks I've been exposed to any number of people getting over some sort of icky bug, so who knows which of them has seen fit to pass their germs on to me. I started feeling that tale-tell tickle on Friday, but I had a Game Night to preside over (which went very well, despite the lack of presence of such hoped-for [but hardly expected] luminaries as CuteNerdBoy [out of town], WriterBoy [working on a deadline], Summer'85Boy [also out of town] and PythonMan and his lovely wife [don't know where they were] - the founder of LAPC showed up and told me she had a great time - whee!), so there was no taking it easy that day.
Saturday was a day of shopping and errands and a fund-raiser for a local theatre with my beloved Third Door Down playing, so I just couldn't take the time to rest then. Besides, I felt pretty good, full of energy and raring to go. I prayed that I would feel the same on Sunday.
No such luck. I ran two errands on Sunday morning, but the minute I got home the laundry and cleaning I had planned for the day fell to the wayside as those awful mucousy germs took over my head and lungs. Sunday and Monday were spent sleeping off and on, especially since I felt as if I had a low-grade fever for most of both days.
Yuck. At least I had Bring It On for part of Monday to assuage my discomfort. I'm not a teen movie kinda gal, but this is one I have to watch whenever I stumble across it. It's like a Buffy Who's Who! And Eliza Dushku kicks all sorts of ass that I love watching her.
I'm back at work today, feeling better than yesterday, but still fairly sick. I walked a few blocks to Urth Cafe to pick up lunch and by the time I got back to work. I was utterly and completely winded. Normally I don't start getting winded until I've walked a few miles, so you can see why I'm a tad concerned. And the Coke I'm drinking? Leaves a soapy after-taste. As does pretty much everything I've consumed in the last couple of days.
So no writing group for me tonight. I think I'll be leaving work around 3pm today and sleeping straight through until 6am tomorrow morning, at which time I hope I'll be feeling a bit better.
Time to crawl under my desk now.
Blecchhh.
Over the last couple of weeks I've been exposed to any number of people getting over some sort of icky bug, so who knows which of them has seen fit to pass their germs on to me. I started feeling that tale-tell tickle on Friday, but I had a Game Night to preside over (which went very well, despite the lack of presence of such hoped-for [but hardly expected] luminaries as CuteNerdBoy [out of town], WriterBoy [working on a deadline], Summer'85Boy [also out of town] and PythonMan and his lovely wife [don't know where they were] - the founder of LAPC showed up and told me she had a great time - whee!), so there was no taking it easy that day.
Saturday was a day of shopping and errands and a fund-raiser for a local theatre with my beloved Third Door Down playing, so I just couldn't take the time to rest then. Besides, I felt pretty good, full of energy and raring to go. I prayed that I would feel the same on Sunday.
No such luck. I ran two errands on Sunday morning, but the minute I got home the laundry and cleaning I had planned for the day fell to the wayside as those awful mucousy germs took over my head and lungs. Sunday and Monday were spent sleeping off and on, especially since I felt as if I had a low-grade fever for most of both days.
Yuck. At least I had Bring It On for part of Monday to assuage my discomfort. I'm not a teen movie kinda gal, but this is one I have to watch whenever I stumble across it. It's like a Buffy Who's Who! And Eliza Dushku kicks all sorts of ass that I love watching her.
I'm back at work today, feeling better than yesterday, but still fairly sick. I walked a few blocks to Urth Cafe to pick up lunch and by the time I got back to work. I was utterly and completely winded. Normally I don't start getting winded until I've walked a few miles, so you can see why I'm a tad concerned. And the Coke I'm drinking? Leaves a soapy after-taste. As does pretty much everything I've consumed in the last couple of days.
So no writing group for me tonight. I think I'll be leaving work around 3pm today and sleeping straight through until 6am tomorrow morning, at which time I hope I'll be feeling a bit better.
Time to crawl under my desk now.
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