i am not at work.

it is a wonderful, wonderful feeling, even if my paycheck will come back to haunt me about it in a few weeks. but the dayquil is making me a little woozy, so i can't really bring myself to care (or study). instead, i rented a batch of cheery, disgustingly light movies (for those who are curious, Brother Bear, Bend it Like Beckham, and Mona Lisa Smile) and intend to enjoy them fully. i'd like to study, but i can't seem to concentrate. i can't seem to do anything except sit in front of the tv, blow my nose, and sneeze hard enough to shake the foundations of the building (which, admittedly, are threatening to go any day now anyway).

but i have ice cream, and i have that tasty apple juice i got addicted to at soulcypher's place yesterday (which was a blast, by the way, even if my fever did zonk me out a little).

i'll stop rambling now. blame it on the dayquil (i am).