Home sick

It is one-ish. I have been awake for two hours plus or minus. I have caught up on LJ(not hard). I am studiously avoiding replying to an email, thus avoiding most of my email altogether. I was chatting with the lovely AmadaJayne but she had another engagement come up. I am now making bad jokes online with theslice.

Whatever this sickness is can bite the dust. Being able to see the lymph nodes in my neck is a novelty that I do not need.

blueberi21 is a crack whore and got me addicted to Food Network. She has yet to reach the crack dealer status that bountifulpots has. Not everyone can be a dealer but I think N has the potential. I watched three hours of Iron Chef America last night. Well, not really three hours since I have a DVR but still, three episodes. Wild and crazy action. I'm not sure watching it on a regular basis would be good for my blood pressure. And, I think I'm in love with Alton Brown.

So here I sit in the Honey's robe, my night shirt, yoga pants, and ski socks. Yuck. Shower time for the Amy. See if that resets my energy any or if it just puts me to sleep.

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11, yes that is pm. I have loaded the dishwasher and made my lunch for tomorrow. I have not yet gotten to the point of spitting so I don't have to swallow but I've considered it. No fever anymore. That means I can go to school. Also I feel pretty good if I've taken ibuprofen. Just have to remember that I'm not actually god, its an illusion and not to push it. Honor boundaries that you don't know where they are... fun times.

I've made a chiro appt for myself on Wed after school. I should see about getting a massage too. I had arranged for one on Sunday but I got sick that day.

The Honey is an amazing man in that he found my sweaters. Yay!

Despite the fact that alcohol used to be in cough medicine, the scotch I ordered did not go down well. I now have a headache on top of the sore throat. It was a good idea in theory, not so in practice.

My job is in jeopardy I think. I went in to get the check from when I was out of town and noticed I'm not on the schedule for the next 6 weeks or so. I need to call my boss to find out what is really going on. I told him before that it wouldn't kill me to not have a job but dammit, I deserve to be notified at least.

bed now. sleep? hopefully.