I'm sick!!!!

*whine!* *complain!* *cry!*

I feel like hell! I think I'm dying. Sore throat, achey, and my lungs feel like they've been through a grinder. Gotta love asthma. You get a cold and it becomes T-fuckin'-B before you can say "nyquil!" Ahh well...

Was supposed to have dinner with Jill, but I'm miserable and she didn't feel like getting sick again. It's a good thing...blahhh. I have no energy.

So work again tomorrow. *Sigh* Can't be any worse than Saturday with Joe. Egads. There are no words to describe how incredibly lame last night was. Good God. He should be prosecuted, or at the very least have his license taken away. I'll grant you that things probably appeared much worse because I was sick, but incompetence is incompetence, sick or not.

So I was woken up from my nyquil induced sleep by Rudy! It was fabulous. I wasn't going to church because I was dead, so he brought me brunchfast and we spent the morning/early afternoon together. Very nice.

So I made minestrone soup, and I must say, it's damn good. I made enough for about 84,000 people and froze it. Keen. Now I'll be eating minestrone until next year. So now it's not quite 2030, I'm semi-awake, with nothing to do and no energy. Honest to God, tv only has so much appeal. I'm listening to Jewel, but it's depressing, makes me think of what I want and can't have. And if I'm not careful, it could very well remind me of what I want and used to have. EGADS!!! Quick, I need something to distract me! Jeepers, and even Extreme Makeover: Home Edition isn't on because the stupid Emmy's are on. Damn, what a sad sack I am. *giggle* Ahh well...it makes for good blogging anyway. ;-)