Written Thursday
It’s happened. I’m sick. Nothing deadly, or even incapacitating, just sick enough to really feel it. Plus all the blowing my nose is doing oh such wonderful things for the skin of my nose. I haven’t had this many zits in I can’t remember how long.
Yes, I know, I’m old. And getting older by the day. Tomorrow especially.
Last night Tigs and I decided to treat ourselves, and we took a gift card from Christmas and headed out to TGI Fridays. We haven't been anywhere to eat by ourselves since...just before or after we moved. I was rather shocked at just how busy it was on a Wednesday evening. Tigs got her usual mozzarella sticks, as well as a portabello mushroom sandwich. I had parmesan-crusted Sicilian quesadillas and a seared salmon on pasta. Can I tell you what wonderful flavors we enjoyed?!? For desert we had their chocolate avalanche cake with a very creamy and rich French vanilla ice cream. It was all delicious and I definitely should have set some of it aside for lunch today. Instead I over ate. My fault, I knew better, but it tasted so good. I paid for it though. Between over eating and being sick I didn’t sleep well.
Written today
Maybe 2 months ago I got an e-mail from someone I didn’t know, along with some attached pictures from her trip to Singapore. Nice pictures, but wrong person. I wasn’t the David she was looking for. I e-mailed her back to let her know her mistake. About a week back I got another e-mail from her. She thanked me for letting her know, let me know she found who she was looking for, and sent more pictures!! Weird hua?
We’ve got another busy weekend coming up. Saturday we turn in our forms and the donated money for the March for the Animals on the 22nd (THERE IS STILL TIME TO DONATE!!) and we’ll be setting up the equipment for the show n go event on Sunday, and I’m taking in my car for a somewhat overdue oil change. Next month I’m actually gonna get the car serviced. Sunday itself is the show n go event, which will take up most of the day.
My ride in this morning was something like this:
Picture, if you will, a small white car zipping down the highway, windows down. Behind the wheel is a crazed, unshaven man whose long hair is whipping in the wind. One white knuckled hand grips the wheel, while the other deftly unscrews the lid from a bottle of DayQuil, and lifts it to his lips, his eyes bugging out from the taste.
If you can’t guess, I overslept this morning. I forgot that it was in fact Friday, so when the alarm went off, I hit the snooze. Like I always do. *sigh* A really bad habit.
Tonight I’m looking forward to not doing a whole lot.
Tonight Ilay like a slug sat on the couch and watched episodes of Voyager.
I ended on the episode where B'Elanna is separated into her Klingon and Human selves and then reconnected.
( And on that note... )
It’s happened. I’m sick. Nothing deadly, or even incapacitating, just sick enough to really feel it. Plus all the blowing my nose is doing oh such wonderful things for the skin of my nose. I haven’t had this many zits in I can’t remember how long.
Yes, I know, I’m old. And getting older by the day. Tomorrow especially.
Last night Tigs and I decided to treat ourselves, and we took a gift card from Christmas and headed out to TGI Fridays. We haven't been anywhere to eat by ourselves since...just before or after we moved. I was rather shocked at just how busy it was on a Wednesday evening. Tigs got her usual mozzarella sticks, as well as a portabello mushroom sandwich. I had parmesan-crusted Sicilian quesadillas and a seared salmon on pasta. Can I tell you what wonderful flavors we enjoyed?!? For desert we had their chocolate avalanche cake with a very creamy and rich French vanilla ice cream. It was all delicious and I definitely should have set some of it aside for lunch today. Instead I over ate. My fault, I knew better, but it tasted so good. I paid for it though. Between over eating and being sick I didn’t sleep well.
Written today
Maybe 2 months ago I got an e-mail from someone I didn’t know, along with some attached pictures from her trip to Singapore. Nice pictures, but wrong person. I wasn’t the David she was looking for. I e-mailed her back to let her know her mistake. About a week back I got another e-mail from her. She thanked me for letting her know, let me know she found who she was looking for, and sent more pictures!! Weird hua?
We’ve got another busy weekend coming up. Saturday we turn in our forms and the donated money for the March for the Animals on the 22nd (THERE IS STILL TIME TO DONATE!!) and we’ll be setting up the equipment for the show n go event on Sunday, and I’m taking in my car for a somewhat overdue oil change. Next month I’m actually gonna get the car serviced. Sunday itself is the show n go event, which will take up most of the day.
My ride in this morning was something like this:
Picture, if you will, a small white car zipping down the highway, windows down. Behind the wheel is a crazed, unshaven man whose long hair is whipping in the wind. One white knuckled hand grips the wheel, while the other deftly unscrews the lid from a bottle of DayQuil, and lifts it to his lips, his eyes bugging out from the taste.
If you can’t guess, I overslept this morning. I forgot that it was in fact Friday, so when the alarm went off, I hit the snooze. Like I always do. *sigh* A really bad habit.
Tonight I’m looking forward to not doing a whole lot.
Tonight I
I ended on the episode where B'Elanna is separated into her Klingon and Human selves and then reconnected.
( And on that note... )
Current Mood: 
sick
sickCurrent Music: coughing, sneezing, etc.
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