I’ve had a lame-ass cold lately.  So lame that I had to miss work for a couple of days last week.  And just when I thought I’d see a turn-around on Friday, I actually wound up feeling worse.  Yay me.  Yay air conditioning.

Spent the entire weekend recuperating.  Saturday with my mom, and yesterday with Albert.  Didn’t do a god damn thing yesterday, and it felt fucking gewd.  I think we fell asleep somewhere around 930?  Albert says I fell asleep earlier than that.  Everything is honestly a blur, all I remember was Sunday jumping up onto the couch with me and plopping down for bedtime too. 

I have a sudden urge to go to the gym today and get my blood flowing.  But now with the cold weather finally starting to kick in, truth be told, I just want to snuggle up under my covers with Albert and sleep the day away. Again.

The point of this entry?  A waste of time.  I swear I had more substance than this when I started off. 

Drained. 

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