Tuesday, July 17, 2007


I have a feeling I am never going to get over this throat infection and chest congestion. (Ha. That rhymed and made me happy) I went back to work yesterday for almost a whole two hours before I realized it takes way too much energy to answer the phone and I was depleting my reserve at a rapid rate. It's funny - laying on the couch gives me just enough energy to role over and go back to sleep. So, why did I think that I would be fine for going to work?

I want to be pouty and whiny, but I loathe to think I am becoming one of those people who talks about their non-life threatening illnesses until you want to poke out their eyes with a stick.


  1. This is completely off topic, but you've been linked. By me, I mean. On my blog, not just randomly on the street or something.
    Anyway, yeah... back to whatever it was you were talking about.

  2. Thanks! I added you too. I can't believe I didn't do it sooner.

  3. No worries. Thanks! And I can, what with all my angry rants and swearing and what-not.

  4. Sorry you're feeling like poop. Hope you're feeling better soon! And hey, we all deserve some complaining time about being sick. Sick sucks.


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