I stayed home today, sick and complain-y. I actually texted my husband and told him I felt "Pathetic." Because I do. But I'm on the mend. Hopefully I'll be able to head to work tomorrow to spread my germs around. That'll be fun. Would you like your manuscript with a little more phlegm?
I tried to take a picture of the gross tonsils that are making my life hell - because it they're easy to see. But then I remembered that people will not want to read my blog if I show them disgusting pictures of swollen body parts.
When I'm sick, I get all sorts of nightmares. And since I'm sleeping all day, that's a lot of nightmares. And for some reason, I've decided to have nightmares about a specific, benign incident that happened when I was a nanny almost 8 years ago - the little 11 month old girl that I took care of was learning to walk, and she fell and hit her head. Not hard, not bad. Children learning to walk do this all the time. She cried for about 3 minutes, and then she was perfectly fine. But I keep dreaming of the sight and sound of her falling. I really need to get over it.
I just checked Yahoo's search stats, and it shows 10 Things I Hate About You as number 4 - a 669% rise over how many people searched for it yesterday. Now, I have mad love for this movie. Everytime someone says, the word "overwhelm," I hear in my head, "I know you can be under whelmed, and you can be overwhelmed, but can you ever just be, like, whelmed?" (The answer is, "I think you can in Europe." And if you didn't know that, we're kind of in a fight.) That movie reminded me that I love my Prada backpack, but I only like my Sketchers. And I have no idea why it's being searched for so much. And I don't know why I'm, you know, babbling about it. This must be a sign that I should be back in bed.
I know not all of you watch 24, but, if you do, how awesome was it at the end, when Jack needs to get on that plane, so he just walks onto the plane. The cargo department, but still. He is so badass.
As I'm finishing this up and getting ready for bed, the local news came on and, um, they had to use the Jaws of Life last night in a fatal car accident. Which is incredibly sad, and I'm not making fun of that at all. But... the local news felt the need to show the actually Jaws of Life that were used to cut the car apart. This was entirely unnecessary.
My bed is calling. I'm sorry for the lame post, internet. I'll try better tomorrow.
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Sorry you're feeling under the weather. So "10 Things ..." was that good? I need to hit it up on the netflix.
Whoa. I've never seen jaws of life before. I feel so very informed right now.
I like rambling Marcia. I hope you get better soon, but bring back the rambler every now and then.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
I'm so sorry that you feel like poo, but I laughed out loud, seriously, when I read your post. And the 10 Things quote. And it really makes me want to say, "Mama didn't raise no fool!"
Feel better. And I love that movie too (10 Thing I Hate About You). It was just on the other night.
Everytime I see that movie I am sickly transfixed with the nastiness that is Julia Styles wearing a sad predecessor to J-Simp's extensions.
Outta control.
Jack is completely bad ass. That was a really good 24.
Hmm, I missed the jaws of life on the news. I was probably PACKING because THAT IS ALL I HAVE BEEN DOING.
Do I sound bitter?
I do like "10 Things I Hate About You." (But not as much as "Center Stage," the ultimate guilty pleasure.) It was on TV twice on Sunday, so maybe that's why it had so many hits?
Hope you feel better soon.
1) I hope you get better soon. I was 'stay at home from work' sick about two weeks ago and it was not fun!
2) I like that you used the word 'texted.' I also use this word. I'm not sure if it's correct grammar and I don't care. I just think it's the past tense of text.
Norm is sad to hear you have a cold.
OH man!!! I'm feeling icky, too... I hope everyon feels better soon...
Love that movie (10 things...)! Of course I like most teen angst movies. Not sure I ever got over that stage of life.
Holy schmoly look at 'em jaws! That is very scary. I remember getting nightmares about scissors; ever since I saw a movie about them that I can't recall the name of right now. This is totally a lame post.
have I told you lately that I love that movie? LOVE!
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