You should've had the spaghetti and meatballs.

Seriously! But that would have required going outside, I think and I'm putting that off until I leave for the day.

You got to ogle fireman and you had parking.

Ha! I'm not sure there were any firemen there (this is the county volunteer firestation, so I guess no regulars), and also, there are no. hotties. here. There just aren't. There were a couple of very nice 50-something women and a 60-something man who didn't seem to be all there.

Actually, I'm mostly complaining about being forced to go through an entirely unmarked side door. It could have been the wrong door! Who knows what could have been in there!

Typing it out, it doesn't seem that anxiety-causing. I guess you'd have to be me.

Seriously! But that would have required going outside, I think and I'm putting that off until I leave for the day.

Outside is where they keep the icy stairs, so I think you should avoid that.

Who knows what could have been in there!

At a firestation? I'm guessing fireman or possibly fire fighting equipment.

Typing it out, it doesn't seem that anxiety-causing.

No. Not really.

I guess you'd have to be me.

While there are many pluses to this proposition (fantastic dancing ability, spicy brains, great tattoo) I'm going to pass on account of the baseless sign anxiety.

I am full and lethargic. I had plans to go home for lunch, and have a nice healthy grilled chicken sandwich with low fat mayo, with some nice soup. I even grilled the chicken last night. But, it's raining. And my student was here, and we decided to go get cheese pizza. Which is kind of healthy. but then, the pizza oven was broken, so we ended up getting Chik-Fil-A. I had the classic sandwich with fries. It was goooood. But now, I feel dirty.

But now, I feel dirty.

You are a dirty girl and somebody should give you a matching butt bruise.

But let's wait to hear about brenda's lunch first and see who's got the greatest disparity between Intended Lunch and Actual Lunch today.

I'm sorry to hear about so many other ick sufferers. This cold is friggin' brutal! I am so glad I stayed home today.

Isaac is being such a pill too because this is day 3 of sickness, but he has this scratchy little voice that is utterly adorable. Lucky for him. And Frances is being a super angel, kissing everybody and wiping noses and offering blankets and babydolls for support.

Somehow I need to get a bit of work done today, but I keep napping instead.

dude, a nap would ROCK! I think I'll be heading to bed super early again.

I just learned I'm supposed to be on a conference call at 3. Oy. At least I should be able to get the hand-outs out of my email.

I just learned that my friend's 2-year old boy also fell on the ice today! He didn't yell "AIEEEFUCK" though. He said "UH OH!"

Neither of us cried. Although I REALLY wanted to.