Go you, Lee!

I thought Jodie Foster's speech was just...weird. It seemed like she hadn't quite made up her mind what she was going to say until she got up there.

I don't think she was certain of what she'd say and really nervous which must be kinda weird for someone who's talked in front of a lot of people her whole life. But I still found it to be touching when I just watched.

The most striking moment for me in Foster's speech was when she spoke to her mother. I assume her mom must have dementia? Anyway, made me cry buckets.

That's what I thought. And, yeah, that part had me weeping.

How long are the flu shot side effects supposed to last? I know it didn't give me flu. I don't even have the immunity yet! I think I may have caught a normal cold by sitting in a room of people freaked out about flu. I don't feel like I'm going to be ready to teach in six hours. Argh. I wish I weren't such a whiner.

Mine usually last a few days. Achy and exhausted. Which, drat, I really hope the Rite Aid has more doses tomorrow. I know I need one.

I think I may have caught a normal cold by sitting in a room of people freaked out about flu.

Not uncommon. I am shocked I spent half a day at DMV and didn't pick up something from all of the people.

I have been awake for far too long. Three more days of this, ugh.

Hang in there -t. That's a tough schedule.

Well, I'm still feverish and my lymph nodes are swollen this morning, so I've called off work. Woes. The whole point of me staying home from the recording sessions trip was to keep the school going. Oh well, it is what it is. I will now stop stressing about it. Maybe make a drugstore run here in a bit, and then buckle down to a serious day of not very much. Oh, and I need to take out the trash too.

Took out the trash and the cold ash...-2 degrees. And dropping.

As per my usual losing things issues, I have lost my anti-depressant prescription. Like, the actual pills. I thought they might be at work, but they are not here. I can get new ones at 11 am, but since I haven't had one since Friday, I am now at work in weird withdrawal- the brain-zap things. Everything is fine as long as I do not need to look at anything that moves or move my head. Which is kind of difficult.

Oh Sophia, I hope 11am come quickly for you.

It is 2 degrees here this morning with an anticipated "high" of 19 degrees. Glad I'm working from home but bummed that all the blankets are sealed up in the garage. I'd love to be snuggled up with a blanket while I work.

It's still 50 here! I had to find my spring coat!

My mind is full of vacation and I want to bug my mother for more details about our March trip, but I realize that is unnecessary at this stage. Also I should maybe be working?

It is back to being cold here- not freezing of anything, but I did not wear mittens or earmuffs and I wanted them while waiting for the bus.

The bus to work was one of those completely clusterfucked rides, too. It was full when we left downtown, then a woman with a stroller that did not fold got on. There was a high school aged boy sitting next to me in the handicapped spots and he would not get up for her. Then even more people crowded on, and then we got a wheelchair. It was nutty, and I wanted to kill the young guy who would not get up!

ETA: There is a muffaletta pizza today at the cafeteria. Should I try it?

ETA2: I think this withdrawal is making me overly chatty and weird.