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Somehow I have managed to develop a direct connection to the Mucous Zone. Make it stop. Please make it stop.
Ugh. It's not the flu, according to the test, but it might as well be for as much as it's kicking my ass. I can't remember the last time I took 4 consecutive days off work but it's gonna happen this time. I'm so craptastic I haven't even felt like being online, which if you know me at all, you know is sort of like me saying I don't need to breathe for a few days. Yes, I have seen the doctor. I have antibiotics and a steroid inhaler. I will get better. But ugh.
Today I spent most of the day on the couch watching miscellaneous forensic shows in between unsuccessful attempts to nap, and then blew 4 hours watching Atomic Train on SciFi. There's something amusing about watching Rob Lowe try unsuccessfully to keep Denver from getting blown up by a misplaced piece of Russian atomic army surplus, all the while knowing it's really Vancouver I'm watching. Ah, Vancouver. If I ever make it up there it's going to feel like home, it's subbed for so many American cities on shows I've seen. Not to mention I'll feel like I know everyone since the entire population of Vancouver must have been employed as an extra in one movie or another by this point. And does poor Don S. Davis ever get to play anything besides high-ranking military muckety-mucks?
Ugh. It's not the flu, according to the test, but it might as well be for as much as it's kicking my ass. I can't remember the last time I took 4 consecutive days off work but it's gonna happen this time. I'm so craptastic I haven't even felt like being online, which if you know me at all, you know is sort of like me saying I don't need to breathe for a few days. Yes, I have seen the doctor. I have antibiotics and a steroid inhaler. I will get better. But ugh.
Today I spent most of the day on the couch watching miscellaneous forensic shows in between unsuccessful attempts to nap, and then blew 4 hours watching Atomic Train on SciFi. There's something amusing about watching Rob Lowe try unsuccessfully to keep Denver from getting blown up by a misplaced piece of Russian atomic army surplus, all the while knowing it's really Vancouver I'm watching. Ah, Vancouver. If I ever make it up there it's going to feel like home, it's subbed for so many American cities on shows I've seen. Not to mention I'll feel like I know everyone since the entire population of Vancouver must have been employed as an extra in one movie or another by this point. And does poor Don S. Davis ever get to play anything besides high-ranking military muckety-mucks?
