Said She

It’s karma, I think. I leave my job, which drives me insane and causes me to break down and cry while making a $3 box of gorditas, and I end up feeling worse, because I didn’t quit before they gave me the flu that was going around the office.

Not fun.

Eddie went out last night and bought me some cold pills, OJ, and tissues. I can finally breathe through both sides of my nose; however, we’ve no progressed from the mostly-non-existant clear snot to the uber-nasty-yellowish-greenish snot. You know what I’m talking about - the stuff that has the consistancy of runny brie.

I’m going to go shower. Then I’m going to drink my half gallon of OJ, and make a phone call to the guy from Cingular who liked my resume, and another call to the people at RIH to find out about the pharmacy tech program. And then maybe, if I feel up to it, I’ll walk up to the little store up the street to get stuff for dinner, even though I’d love to have tomato soup and grilled cheese again.

On this day..

• >>>Touch of Gray - 2008
• >>>The White Stuff - 2007
• >>>Oh, internet! How I missed you! - 2006
• >>>*grrr* - 2001
• >>>I hate him. - 2001