sickies
I’m sick. I’m at work. I told myself I would come in, pick up some work and some numbers to call, and go home. It’s almost 3pm and my flesh feels like it’s going to fall off the bone. I need sleep.
Yesterday I slept all day. While I was at home, the famed and mysterious Chris stopped by with matzoball soup and orange juice (as well as TLC.) It was my first matzo soup, it was good!
I gotta concentrate on work. What is the point of this blog? NOTHING. I need to sleep.
Oh, and I’m heavily medicated on disgusting-ass day-time meds. Half of my work doesn’t make any sense and I’m already getting weird email responses from people who don’t understand what I typed to them earlier this morning. ahahahah
I’m going to pass out in front of my computer. I need someone to walk over to my desk and pinch me awake. oh and I wish I could remember my dreams because they are so weird recently. Good night folks! zzzzzzzzzz
July 12th, 2006 at 12:23 pm
What you need is not someone to poke you awake at your computer, but someone to pick you up from that chair, drive you home, and tuck you into bed. I know you, Deb, and I know you like to wait until you’re really f-ing sick to actually take care of yourself… Don’t let that happen. Your emails will make much more sense if you take the days off necessary to feel better. More matzo ball soup, too (I told you Jews are the coolest).
July 12th, 2006 at 1:51 pm
Get better. We can all tell you’re sick when your blog entries are shorter than six paragraphs.
July 13th, 2006 at 6:58 am
Oh damn Andrew! You suck!
July 13th, 2006 at 6:59 am
Thanks Nik-nak.
July 13th, 2006 at 4:39 pm
Hope ur feeling better kido…
August 5th, 2006 at 6:06 pm
Well, I guess we all need sometime by ourselves and just enjoy our surrounding, like a flower, a song, some good mucsic, and some good company to feel better about ourselves.