July 13th, 2006


The Anti-Conquistador

It's official. I'm sick. Yesterday as my energy level sank throughout the day, as my throat began to raw, and when I realized I was staring at my friends slackjawed because I was no longer able to breathe out my nose, I was confident it was just a little bug I could fend off with Vitamin Water and Airborne. I'm starting to think I was wrong.

I'm not sure what to attribute this to, whether it's the new gym or the new office. I tend to get a little under the weather if I start working out again after having been gone a while, but this is a whole new gym with all new germs. Then again, there's probably a dozen colds floating around the office that I've never encountered but everyone else here has already had.

It's all kinda gross when you think about it. Then again, so is that sound of the snot settling in my sinuses.
  • Current Mood
    sore congested
This is a Simpsons Reference

Shut up brain or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!

Tonight, I left work, chatted on the phone with Sparky and enjoyed the calm as I waited a few short minutes for the bus. Did the Fake Paper crossword, and as I was getting off at my stop, I noticed the sucker who was still waiting for the bus this morning when I gave up and drove in.

  • Current Mood
    ditzy dumb