I woke up sick, went in to work late and left at 3. I've been constantly sick all day. There was a stomach bug going around at work and I'm assuming that's what I've got. H picked me up some soup and even though I think I'm starving, I don't think I can eat it. And the redbox didn't have any girly movies. And I don't have any unread books (effing KIndle isn't here yet.
So I feel fairly confident in saying that I'm dying here.
"In the old days my ass would be in your back yard picking cotton, so excuse me if I don't put much stock in how f*cking awesome the old days were." -Nuggs