Friday, October 12, 2012
Y2 Day 44: Ways to Make 6
But I am still sick; I sat away from the other Guides, hunching over a bottle of Purell like one of the witches in MacBeth, as the pile of soggy tissues in the dustbin behind me grew ever higher. Sick sick sick. I even had to cancel my monthly lunch with Mrs. Cynicletary (who said, "Our lunch was my only reason to live today, but never mind." She is a good girl).
I feel like I'm eating hardly anything, but my weight isn't going down at all. Every part of me is clogged, even the weight-loss parts. It's grossity-gross-gross. And not fun.
So I'm calling it a day. As noted, I have a huge stack of awesome new library books, plus three episodes of Medium, plus The Birds and Notting Hill on DVD, and if that's not a get-well double feature, I don't know what is.
Honk sniffle blow. GROSS.
—Lady C, which rhymes with T, and that stands for Too Too Too Sick Already