So it's my first whole day off this week. *whew* Man-o-man I've needed this. I still feel pretty icky, but I've had the chance to lay around all day and watch CSI and yep, CABLE! Mmmmm...it's durlicious. I never get to do this. I'm slowly on the mend, headed in the right direction, but egads I can't wait to feel like myself again. Life is quiet in Forestville, especially since my snazzy new phone doesn't get a signal. I still don't have my car back, damn it. I'm thinking of switching insurance companies after this whole travesty. We'll see. If they don't get their act together I may have to unleash the Rath of La Julie.

Okay, even on sick, lay-around days I can't manage it allllll day. I'm going out to check out the yarn store in Sebastopol and then on to see Gotti. I've been cigarette free for three days now and I haven't murdered anyone. The closest I came was yesterday afternoon, sick and miserable at work. The boss who wouldn't let me take a whole day off even though I had a doctor's note and active bronchitis called herself in sick for the second time this week. Whore. I nearly cried out of frustration and the fever I still had. Greaaat. Anyway, I'm over it. Ttfn, kidlets!