Sick today. I'd been feeling it coming on for the past few days- sore throat, up through the ears... today I woke up and it had fully arrived: a pleasant, dizzying little jerk of a headcold. So, I stayed home from work. And didn't do anything. Watched a couple of movies, watched episodes of Sports Night that Joe lent me like 2 years ago. It's good. Like West Wing with a laugh track. Basically, I spent the day living among my pets, and finding out what they do all day, which is: nap. Mozart and Calvin were actually both curled up by me, and by each other, on the chair. It was very sweet. Apparently the need for attention outweighs Mozart's hatred for the kitten (especially if he's asleep).
I feel pretty crappy today, and I'm not sure how much of it is the head cold, how much of it is going to bed at 4 a.m. after Monica's big going-away bash (awww). And how much of it can be blamed on a very lively game of touch football yesterday. I feel like an old man everytime I try to stand up. All sorts of weird muscles are bruised and sore, but the game was awesome & so much fun. I even made a touchdown :-) I was the only girl playing, but I think I did ok, after I sorta figured out things like “downs” halfway thru.
Everyone have a happy Labor Day. If I feel better I'll be spending it, y'know, laboring. If I don't, I'll be spending the day dozing with the kitties.