TIdbits on a flu-ish mind
February 11, 2009
Gripey: Upon receiving my email about feeling worse than yesterday, I got a call from work: “Well, I just wanted to talk to you about [whole slew of projects] before [that person] leaves.”
Yeah, no. I’m not going to remember anything from this conversation so let’s try this later. I might even be less grumpy about it. C’mon people, I’m home SICK. Not home until you think of something for me to do!
Gravy: Food! There’s food in the house. I so love food. Whole wheat bread, peanut butter, eggs. Leftover tofu soup. Leftover pasta and meatballs. Bin bin rice crackers? Where have you been hiding? Peach carrot juice. Um, what? Whatever, tastes fine.
I’m going to be eating myself into oblivion if you don’t mind, and perhaps even sating the craving for an awesome bacon cheeseburger later this afternoon if my friend will indulge me and go with. In my diseased state of mind, $4 doesn’t sound bad at all for what I’m assured will be a Fantastique! burger experience.
P.S. I love Twitter right now, it’s slowly making me feel human again after not talking to anyone for what feels like days on end.