I feel like absolute walking shit.
While getting madder and madder about this week’s collection of heinous news, I’ve also managed to pick up one of those really nasty colds that one usually gets when one is about to leave on vacation.
Plus my video camera is in the shop and will most likely not be leaving with me on Saturday. And there’s all that damned laundry to do. And I need to get a birthday present in the mail to my Mom.
And I’m out of Kleenex again, dammit…
Without the soothing diversion of the All in the Family marathon on Nick at Nite, I’d be a real mess.
Naaah…I never get cranky when I’m sick…
