Sicko

No, not the absolutely awesome Micheal Moore flick, but me.

I’m a sicko today. Eww. I feel gross. My body aches, and my head hurts, and my sinuses are all unruly and shit. I started feeling badly last night, and I actualy went to bed at 11. *dont let the date on the last post fool you, it wasnt written on the frist it was written yesterday* So I suppose I’ve got myself a super little summer cold, or sinus infection. And honestly it was about time, I’ve been too healthy for too long. Better a cold than something else.

I have math class tonite. Or at least I think I do. If I have no test, and we’re still doing what we were last week, then I’m staying home and resting. Might even ask the sitter to take the kids anyway. I’m awaiting word back from the Prof on the status of class tonite before I make my decision. I wont miss a test, or intruction of new material. I just hope we’re not doing any of that.

Ugh. My nasal passages feel like they could explode.

I got new photography software last night. Adobe CS2! Woohoo! I’m super excited. However, I was too ill to do more than install it last night so I’ve not even opened up the program.

My youngest son has mastered unscrewing can lids. Yay. For example the pickle jar in the fridge, much to my dismay had been unscrewed, and when I returned from the bathroom and opened the fridge it tipped over on the shelf and pickles, and juice flew everywhere. Putting me on the floor, sick as crap, cleaning up pickles gunk with substandard paper towels. *They are never really “super absorbant” are they?* It took me about an hour and I basicly had to clean the entire fridge. Pickle juice in the drawers and on the glass shelves…and blech. My kids are too damned smart to damned young.

So anywho. I’m over it. Not the cold, but the pickles. And I’m going on about my day.

Ack.

Stayed up until 2am last night finishing my Psychology homework. I have a good grasp on behavior modification now. I think. I hope. I have a test on it this thursday.

Yeah, I also watched a little tube to wind down from all the brain enlarging, and I laughed my ass off at a comedian named Russel Peters. It was on Comedy Central. Laughed until I cried, no seriously.  Try to check him out if you get a chance.

This day in history 1964 NASA’s US Ranger 7 transmits the 1st lunar close-up . Takes 4,316 pictures before crashing on moon.

Don’t know why I just added that last bit of useless information.

I had school early this morning, so I’ve been up for many, many hours. Then after school, running. And inevitably forgeting almost everything I went out to get. 

So I’m completely tired, and I still have about 20 more problems to do for math (blech.), and 15 more pages in Psy to read. I’ve had more coffee than I need. And none of it is working. The kids are still running cirlces around me. I’m nearly face down on the keyboard.

I’m okaythough. It’s all for the big “pay-off” right? Right. One day I’ll be able to tell folks to “Call my office and make an appointment” and wont that be cool? I’ll also make more than my husband which will be nice for a change. Wish my ass luck though, because I’ll need it.

Until then, *yawn* I’m exhausted. I feel like being a total zombie, except I’m not in the mood for brains, I’m in the mood for the History Channel (geek), or SciFi (bigger geek) with a big bowl of M&M’s (screw the diet), and a Dr Pepper (screw that diet, damnit!).

So thats where I’m at. When the kids hit the sac at 10. I’m hitting the M&M’s. What drive. I rock. ~