Man I hate being sick. I hate it about as much as I hate people who have yet to realize the beauty of lj-cuts, and that says a lot. I haven't even gotten out of bed yet, my head hurts too much. I put clothes on at 1 because delivery guys were coming by with our dishwasher (dishwashing squee) and I promptly fell asleep while the electrician came to plug it in. My day has consisted of answering the phone and pretending to be at work (since the only person who could fill in for me at work is our massage therapist, who doesn't speak Norwegian), and sleeping in-between the phone calls. Really difficult to pretend to know what's going on while waking up 17 times, but at least it's better than being at work.
Food so far today: 1 power bar from the box on the shelf in my room and half a cup of peppermint tea. I'm thinking of ordering in some Chinese at some point. Delivery services deliver drinks as well, right?
Food so far today: 1 power bar from the box on the shelf in my room and half a cup of peppermint tea. I'm thinking of ordering in some Chinese at some point. Delivery services deliver drinks as well, right?
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