Sick

I'm sick, and am trying to convince myself that I'm not. I got up and came to work. On the way to work, I stopped at a drug store to pick up Zycam and cough syrup. I probably looked like an idiot doing nasal sprays at the stoplight. I rushed this morning because I thought I was going to miss a conference call. Only to arrive and realize it isn't until next Monday. Silly details like dates allude me too often. Right now I feel pretty crappy, but I'm moving as little as possible. (Luckily, moving my fingers to type doesn't feel bad.) I'll probably do another round of drugs shortly. Then I'll see if I can make it the rest of the afternoon. I know I'll be spending all of tonight in bed.

On a different note, have you seen the show Everwood? I watched it for the first time last night and I'm totally crushing on the 16 year old character. I'm not quite sure what I'm thinking, but he's the perfect character. He's young, cute, passionate and yet he acts like an adult - something that never exists in real life. It's totally silly, I know, but that's what crushes are for. Besides, I have a wonderful man who IS an adult. (And who I'm looking forward to seeing in two weeks!)

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