Fever, Sore Throat, Runny Nose

I've stayed in doors too long. Maybe I'll just become some strange spinster who only goes out to put the garbage in the trash bin and to retrieve a healthy dose of Oreo cookies at the corner store. Then again I could grow up (from this infantile age of 22 years) to become a lonely yet motivated workaholic.

But I'm too Lazy for that. Instead I will aspire to a life of average wage, bi-annual travels out of the country and the occasional romantic proposal that I will have to decline politely.

Being alone all day working-I have noticed I engage in some pretty interesting monologues. Lately I've been going about the house (during my 10 minute breaks for coffee or whatever is leftover in the fridge) reciting my actions as if I were a narrator in a play.

"The yellow coffee mug she bought for $6 at Starbucks was not in the cupboard. That was her usual morning coffee mug. Someone had used it. She checked the draining rack then the sink full of dirty dishes. 'I should take a mini-break to wash those,' she mused as she eyed a particularly crusty pan. Someone had actually USED the confounded cup and not returned it to even the most obvious of last places she would look! This was no good. However, it was Monday morning so she gave up being fussy and used the white mug for the more important issue that day-she needed liquid caffeine."

For real, folks.

Music:

Worn Me Down-Rachael Yamagata

Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness-Smashing Pumpkins

Believe-Smashing Pumpkins

The Dark-My Morning Jacket