okay? where was I? hmm, remember how I said I was feeling better? It was all a brave facade. O-kay. It was a trick of the mind. Basically I got up, took my bath, washed my yucky hair and then collapsed again. Bleh. Guess I wasn't as well as I thought. My stomach has decided to go nuclear without my consent and without the use of two code keys. The grubby bastard. So yeah. I pretty much was useless today. I did have a mini-movie-marathon which is THE ONLY good thing about being sick. I watched:
Lord of the Rings
Harry Potter
The Matrix
Close Encounters of the 3rd Kind
and am about to curl up with Sliding Doors because frankly, all these testosterone-y films have given me a headache and I need some chick movie action. (No. Not THAT kind).
My dog is asleep on the floor. All stretched out like a little doggy rug. She's so cute. I wish I had a digital camera so y'all could see... did I just use the word y'all? Damn. Next I'll be saying grits. eek.
Anyway. Adios my dear readers. Here's hoping I have a bathroom free night.
blech.