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hello from home. i'm sick. i stayed home today. i have a cold. i'm not one of those people you see on tv. the ones that usually have really really stressful jobs, like deep sea fisherman in alaska or kindergarten teacher. the ones who, in great pain rub their throats or put their fingers to their temple, to indicate that they are sick or in pain. but they can't rest. no, sir... they can't give in. so they take a pill. and all the sudden they are able to withstand oceanic squalls. and five year olds. i hate being sick. hate it. and when i get to a certain level of sick, i shut down. and go to bed. or to couch. you know why? because THAT'S HOW YOU GET BETTER!! you don't get better by taking cold pills and pushing yourself to continue on with your duties. you get better by resting and drinking lots of liquids and blowing your freaking nose. and applying your favorite homestyle remedies such as vitamin c or echinacia. i don't know how to spell it, because i don't take it. . with me, it's orange juice. orange juice, kleenix, bed, and hot bubble baths. and aspirin. but mostly, sleep. i'm not one of those people who feels i have to deny the fact that i am sick, in order to beat it. in my experience, that makes it take longer.

of course, i like the cold pills too. but those are just delightful bonuses used in order to allow me to sleep. i was up almost all night sneezing and blowing my nose. it's all in my head, my cold. i have a sore throat, but no coughing crap. so this morning i emailed in sick and took a cold pill and slept until noon and felt better for it. the sleep part. yesterday, i went to have brunch and i to meet bookclub for dinner, but other than that, i was couch bound. i came straight home from dinner, put my pajamas on, turned on bad WB sunday night tv, and read the Ultimate Danger Girl collection, with a forward from bruce campbell. whom i love. i'm recently a big fan of danger girl. it's awesome.

ok. back to couch.