probably wondering if it is raining in Seattle yet again.
Why yes, it
is! Day 26.
probably also wondering why I’m in bed with blankets pulled up to my chin in
the middle of the day. Oh wait, you
can’t see me, can you? CAN YOU?
Well, I am
in bed because I am in the grip of a virus.
The sore throat, the chills, and the muddled, fuzzy brain in spite of a
total absence of alcohol convinced me to leave work and get back in bed.
It seems the
cat isn’t feeling well either, because he’s here too. Oh wait, he’s ALWAYS in bed in the middle of
the day. Slacker.
for this laptop, without which I would now be watching Jerry Springer parade
teenaged girls who sleep with their mothers’ boyfriends’ uncles before a jeering
If I watch
daytime TV for long enough, I start to think that attending the Acme School of
Career Training is a good idea, and that I CAN have a fabulous career as a
Medical Transcriptionist. I also start
to feel a powerful urge to buy a device that shrink wraps my leftovers, and
another one that shrink wraps my out-of-season clothes.
know it I’d be watching Oprah and would feel simultaneously empowered and
jealous because, being home in bed and not in the studio audience, I didn’t get
You know I
could free associate my way through several more paragraphs, but I think I’ll
stop here. Guess I’ll see what’s on
TV. Can’t go outside, anyway. It’s raining.