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I hate that I can't sleep. I hate that my mind is racing and I just want to go to sleep. I have to go to work tomorrow because I don't want to call out another day. I've missed two days and I feel horrible about it. I feel like a complete slug.

On a completely different note, Joe got home yesterday. Maybe that's why I can't sleep.

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I hate that I can't sleep. I hate that my mind is racing and I just want to go to sleep. I have to go to work tomorrow because I don't want to call out another day. I've missed two days and I feel horrible about it. I feel like a complete slug.

On a completely different note, Joe got home yesterday. Maybe that's why I can't sleep.

Babble, bobble

So I'm up and moving and planning on going to work. I still don't feel so hot but much better than the last two days. I guess that sweating thing at 5am was me finally breaking the fever because I don't have one anymore.

I just discovered that the only perk about being sick came through again. The whole "I've eaten two cans of soup and 4 pieces of toast since Tuesday evening" thing. The pants that I bought a week ago and fit perfectly are now too small. Woo! Happiness is losing weight by forced starvation.

This morning I went to go take care of the pigs. I was estatic to see that they cleaned out their food bowl which means that Antigone is eating her normal amount again. While she was sick they're food bowl just wasn't going down at it's normal quickness. But I had to fill it completely because they demolished it since yesterday morning. She's back. :) The leg is barely swollen and the cut is practically gone. Of course this morning while she was all excited about the alfalfa she took a flying leap out of the cage and landed on the ground all confused so we'll see how that plays out. She just seemed a little stunned but not hurt. Thankfully.

Also, I have yet to talk about the new hair. It's totally awesome. It's a deep red with lots of golden blonde highlights in it. It sort of looks like fire. And for once I actually got my eyebrows done to match so it looks really great. This rules, yo.

I'm going to bring the computer to work for two reasons. A: It's a Friday in January which is notoriously dead in a hardware store. B: It's a rainy Friday in January which is even worse. So I'm bringing the computer and both burned Simpsons CDs to keep us amused. It's for the good of the company. Really.

Okay, so I really have to get going for work. I should put on clothing besides pants and a bra at some point. And maybe makeup to hide the fact I'm still incredibly pale.

Ah...

On a funny note before I leave for hours on end, my bobbleheads have all turned from bobbling. Except for JC. All the other bobbleheads bobbled themselves to face JC and JC is just standing there with a smile on his face basking in their gaze.

Um. I should go.

Babble, bobble

So I'm up and moving and planning on going to work. I still don't feel so hot but much better than the last two days. I guess that sweating thing at 5am was me finally breaking the fever because I don't have one anymore.

I just discovered that the only perk about being sick came through again. The whole "I've eaten two cans of soup and 4 pieces of toast since Tuesday evening" thing. The pants that I bought a week ago and fit perfectly are now too small. Woo! Happiness is losing weight by forced starvation.

This morning I went to go take care of the pigs. I was estatic to see that they cleaned out their food bowl which means that Antigone is eating her normal amount again. While she was sick they're food bowl just wasn't going down at it's normal quickness. But I had to fill it completely because they demolished it since yesterday morning. She's back. :) The leg is barely swollen and the cut is practically gone. Of course this morning while she was all excited about the alfalfa she took a flying leap out of the cage and landed on the ground all confused so we'll see how that plays out. She just seemed a little stunned but not hurt. Thankfully.

Also, I have yet to talk about the new hair. It's totally awesome. It's a deep red with lots of golden blonde highlights in it. It sort of looks like fire. And for once I actually got my eyebrows done to match so it looks really great. This rules, yo.

I'm going to bring the computer to work for two reasons. A: It's a Friday in January which is notoriously dead in a hardware store. B: It's a rainy Friday in January which is even worse. So I'm bringing the computer and both burned Simpsons CDs to keep us amused. It's for the good of the company. Really.

Okay, so I really have to get going for work. I should put on clothing besides pants and a bra at some point. And maybe makeup to hide the fact I'm still incredibly pale.

Ah...

On a funny note before I leave for hours on end, my bobbleheads have all turned from bobbling. Except for JC. All the other bobbleheads bobbled themselves to face JC and JC is just standing there with a smile on his face basking in their gaze.

Um. I should go.

You're the son that I should have had.

Mom decided that she really wanted to watch Gladiator tonight. Okay, so I feel I should explain my Gladiator issues. I really liked the movie the first time I saw it. I own it and I watch it on occasion. Each time I watch it though I like it less. I see more and more flaws to it and I get angry again at how awarded it was. At this point, I am just annoyed by it.

But I refuse to waste one of the few evenings I have with my mother because I don't enjoy the movie she picked. I will sit here with her and watch it and let her make annoying comments and shush me when I try to speak.

Because I get to spend time with her and that's what matters.

You're the son that I should have had.

Mom decided that she really wanted to watch Gladiator tonight. Okay, so I feel I should explain my Gladiator issues. I really liked the movie the first time I saw it. I own it and I watch it on occasion. Each time I watch it though I like it less. I see more and more flaws to it and I get angry again at how awarded it was. At this point, I am just annoyed by it.

But I refuse to waste one of the few evenings I have with my mother because I don't enjoy the movie she picked. I will sit here with her and watch it and let her make annoying comments and shush me when I try to speak.

Because I get to spend time with her and that's what matters.