Being sick sucks.
I remember wanting to be sick when I was a kid so I could stay home from school. But when I would get sick, I missed all my friends. But I never remembered that once I was better.
Who am I kidding? I still do that.
I called in sick, and The Boss let me, but I'm not sure he believes I'm sick. And I have to go in tomorrow, I have no choice there. But at least I can make sick on Sunday, and get some more rest.
Which I should probably do now. Except that I'm ravenously hungry.
*sigh*
Being sick sucks.
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I will be watching, and just like Santa Claus, if you are naughty, I will hunt you down and feed you to my reindeer (I keep them in my shed). I reserve the right to delete any and all comment that make my feelgoods feel bad.