2005-05-16

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2005-05-16 08:45 am

Zombies are eating my head (but I wish they'd go for the lungs)

If Sarah goes to bed at 7 p.m. on a Sunday night without having eaten dinner, you know she's sick.

I woke up several times, hacking up a lung. I was awake for about 90 minutes between 12:45 a.m. and 2:15 a.m. this morning, playing around on-line because I couldn't sleep. We didn't have any cough syrup, so I used the cold remedy that [livejournal.com profile] dionysus1999's Mom used to use: a shot of whisky. It worked pretty well. My brain was incredibly cruel to me, though, because once I finally fell back asleep, I had a really long, involved, bloody dream about zombies. It had characters and a plot and everything. It was very cinematic.

zombies, zombies, zombies )

I called off sick for work today. There was no use going in and hacking up a lung and infecting my co-workers. I'm legitimately sick, but feeling antsy and guilty for not being more productive this weekend. I'll probably end up doing some dishes and laundry and general clutter control so I don't feel this is a completely wasted day. I certainly don't need to sleep any more. My hips hurt from all the time I spent in bed last night as it is.