Thank the gods for NyQuil. Saved my ass this morning. I was dying yesterday pounded the green death miracle and now the nose has stopped running, the head doesn't hurt, but the throat is dry. Fine. Dry me out and take this fucking cold with you.
Man I had a busy day yesterday. Worked for 9 1/2 hours finishing up the reports, then I went errand crazy. For tonight's party -- wait, did I mention tonight's party? The cast turned 15 last week and we worked on Halloween. Tonight we are having a combined anniversary and costume party. I am going as a super sexy slutty bunny. I have a makeup appointment at 3. This is going to blow everyone's mind since they have only seen me in jeans and t-shirts. I can't wait to see the reactions. Anyway, I needed to errands for the party. Picked up a bottle of absinthe, then hit the grocery store, then the pet store. When I got home I:
- did laundry
- made three cheesecakes
- made peanut butter maple bacon fudge
- cleaned the cat litter
- cleaned the fridge
- paid bills
- got things organized for tonight
Not bad after working all day and fighting a cold. I did more in the night than most people do all day. And here I am typing at 7am on a Saturday. I rock. My confidence is slowly returning. I don't know what it is, maybe it's the anticipation of tonight's party, but I feel more on my game today. Could just be the NyQuil and it's giant fucking Q. Meh. Either way, feel good.
Haven't heard back from Apple yet. Don't know if that's a good sign or a bad sign. I am hoping to hear something soon though. Ok, time to start this day baby! And I promise even with absinthe, campari, and gin in me tonight, I won't bring home any strays. I can't, I am not driving.
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