a year ago i was
here, & today i am home sick from work. really i've just exaggerated the sore throat, which could be handled with a few cups of tea here + there, into a reason to stay home propped up in bed with, well, cups of tea, & soap operas on the television.
i owe letters to about a hundred people, maybe i will write them.
or maybe i will just go back to sleep.
as a child, i never pretended to be sick when i wasn't so i could stay home from school. i did, however, ask my mother to call in for me so i wouldn't have to go on field trips to caves, or participate in school-wide atheltic contests. she'd stay home from work & we'd, i don't know, i can't even remember now. the point is that yes, i am more like lisa simpson than i care to admit. i can play the saxophone, too.
