This seems to be my year for getting hammered in the sickness department. At least this time it's my lungs that are congested instead of another sore throat. Hooray for variety.

I spent my weekend, from Friday afternoon until Tuesday afternoon, in Maryland with the fella. It was blissfully relaxing and was spent learning to play Rock Band (I have only tentatively tried medium with bass), eating delicious meals (prepared by the fella himself), and learning to knit from his grandma (which I surprisingly didn't entirely suck ( Read more... )

( Why, yes, it IS the same costume )

Must stop looking up diseases online for my own sanity.

So far I've managed to convince myself I have tuberculosis, throat cancer, and meningitis.

Someone downstairs is either having a hell of a time trying to screw in a lightbulb or is trapped in a closet and slowly scratching their way through the drywall.

I feel like I can breathe again.

I overheard those words spoken by a 60 year old woman at work yesterday (explaining why she won't take antibiotics), and I still can't get them out of my head ( Read more... )

I'm going to Maryland tomorrow! I'm spending the weekend with my sweetie! We're carving pumpkins! And having a Halloween party! And watching scary movies! And I'm going to be sorry I'm not sleeping right now come morning!

It's snowing. Well, not exactly snowing. More like ice pelting. Stinging ice pelting on arctic winds that are currently howling against my house.

I have a strong desire to hibernate.

Feeling much better. One more day of antibiotics. Squeezing maximum relaxation out of my weekend. Spending it shamelessly sleeping in, reading, watching Penn State win, and eating pizza. This week is a short one since I'll be taking Friday off to go spend Halloween weekend with my sweetie. Feels strange spending a weekend alone after being spoiled ( Read more... )