2006-07-06/6:24 p.m.

im made of sickness

boo.

work sucks, of course. i nearly killed myself and a coworker by poorly driving us to a training session yesterday. i was driving a poor excuse for a truck, the giant green wreck-heap that the park uses for maintenance stuff. we also got lost, but that part wasnt my fault. we got paid for all our trouble though. that would be some consolation if it wasnt minimum wage.

in other news - thank you, tax refund! now, if only i can get my GST rebate, then i can buy some portable music playing device guilt-free.

i should be cleaning the house or snapping pictures or tending to my herb garden and pretending that i know how to tend to a garden.. but instead im upstairs trying to stay away from my bed, which is calling me. oh, being sick, how i hate you.

however, i do have clean laundry that is germ-free and ready to wear, and i have fond memories of the first threesome that i will care to remember in its entirety. the first one didnt really count, you see, since the guy who was involved wasnt really involved, and that guy was not the boy. so, this threesome was all kinds of lovely and shall now be the only one i will refer to in drinking games. oh, so lovely..even though it did cause me to miss my train to my moms house. the boy came to my rescue, all glowing and grinning, and drove me to my moms. i love that boy.

soon i will be healthy and back to my nondescript self, i promise. when im sick i dwell on details that no one wants to know. too bad - it makes me feel better.

you know what would really make me feel better? writing like i used to, with an air of grace and grammar.

oh well. herb garden, here i come.