January Fifteen

Yet another day off sick. I can't hear shit and I think I have a sinus infection... Yay! Quite a party! Went through my office/studio closet, weeded out some old clothes and moved crap around on the shelves. Overall, did not much. Felt good though. Filed pay stubs. Reeeeeeally need to get up the drive to haul all the cardboard and garbage down to the bins. So lazy. I blame it on the headache and the cold sweats.

Oh!! Finally finished reading the old blog the New York girl wrote about cooking through Mastering the Art of French Cooking. Was kind of an anticlimactic wrap up, but I guess that's how real life is. Uuuuuuugh my faaaaaack my sinuses hurt! But it hurts to blow my nose too... Gaaaaaaah!

Sitting at work makes me wish I had the day off, but then having time off to get better suuuuuuucks. I'm so bored! I don't want to go out and get more people sick, and I sure as hell don't want to clean the fucking kitchen, so I'm stuck watching more of The Office. I think all the awkward is making me more sick. God damn I wish I had a guy like Jim. He's so sweet to Pam. And tall! I need a tall sweet guy. No! Fuck that! I don't need no man!...*sigh* Yes I do. Dammit.