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Fayquil: Yes; West Wing: No
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Mood:
Sick

I've spent today rather sick and slow going. And today wasn't even as bad as yesterday where I just couldn't stop sneezing even when I wanted to cry because my nose was so raw.

I sucked it up last night though because I got to go and hang out with Mme Black and her man (Mr Noir) and Molasses came along for good measure. A good time was had by all, even if I couldn't taste the Chinese food. I don't get to see them much at all. Hope that changes soon. }:<

Spent the morning at work fighting to stay awake, and the the afternoon fighting to stay focussed, and then the drive home fighting to stay alive. But I have taken my FayQuil (like Nyquil only cheaper, and in Black Cherry) and will see how soon it is before I teeter off to bed.

The down side of course is that the West Wing season finale is tonight and I don't own a television. Mark this down folks, I'm missing owning a TV. Trust me, that's rare. Because I'm sick and because I couldn't stay awake driving but at all, I'm glad I didn't have to drive down to Squire's tonight, but that means I won't be able to see it (or hang out with Squire) for at >least a week. He's going to Oregon for a camp out. I wanna go to Oregon.

Cool I just installed AIM. Go me!

Okie so tomorrow I have to stay out of the chat rooms and hope no one gives too much away in their journals. I'm figuring Agent Sunshine bites it the third act.

Tomorrow I go meet with a financial advisor who can tell me how to quit being a nitwit about my money, Friday I go to a party...somewhere for the many birthdays of several aquaintances - and Richard, who is a friend. Saturday I hope someone has a party cause I *really* want to get drunk...but I'm not holding my breath. Sunday, sleep in. Monday, go to Faith and Sergei's shindig. then it's a whole new week...!

Okey the fayquil is kicking...Time to sleep.


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