ION: I believe I may be falling for the Wallybee. And I know she's falling for me.
Sweet!
Here's a thing that's not sweet: so much work stress I didn't sleep last night.
Things are going south there in a hurry. I need to get out get out get out.
Ugh. Didn't really need a job hunt this year.
I need to get out get out get out.
Sort of like an animal of the order
rodentia
attempting to quickly leave an ocean-going vessel that is rapidly losing its buoyancy?
I'm so sorry, Hec. But, with the stories I've been hearing, I tend to agree.
12 hours of sleep. Think that's enough rest?
It sounds like you needed the rest, Ms Bug. In fact, don't be too surprised if your body tells you that you need more.
ION, I get to spend one more day laid up with this chest cold. Feh.
Oh, Anne! Enough with this cold! It needs to leave you alone right now.
I'm on the upswing, but I still get winded easily. So today I stay home, watch movies, and read
House of Leaves.
Bloomers, corsets, etc.
Hec, sorry the job is of the suck. I hope you can find something better and tell them to EAT IT! DH is in the same boat right now and is starting to put out feelers for new positions.
vw, I envy you that much sleep--but you needed it and I'm glad you're getting some rest.
ION: I believe I may be falling for the Wallybee. And I know she's falling for me.
That's poetical. And cute.
Lilybean remains cute to the lethal extreme.
Oh, Cashmere, I wish you that much sleep. You deserve it more than I do.
The difference is that I signed on for the gig, vw. I get a lot of benefit from it. It's only temporary, too.
So, is mine (temporary, that is), I hope.
And you're right. You do have a beautiful little benefit there.