Thursday, September 3

death warmed over

You know that scene from Devil Wears Prada where Emily walks into the office coughing, hacking, sneezing, sniffing, and looking pathetic? That must be what I look like at work today, since I'm doing all of those things constantly, and even my noisy class settled down immediately, asking if I was going to be ok.

So I'm going home after this last class, and I'm going to bed for about a week. Nevermind that we still have family in town. This show cannot go on.

1 comment:

EveryChapter said...

Get some sleep sweet girl. I'l stand by the door with a baseball bat if you want. :) Feel better