...that I'm getting sick. What tipped me off, you may ask?
Was it being exhausted even after a decent amount of sleep?
No.
The scratchy throat (and subsequent loss of my voice)?
Nope.
Nope.
Headache?
Not even close.
The fact that I haven't made my bed in...gasp...2 days?
Naaah. (Though that IS odd).
My not craving Diet Coke, chocolate chip cookies OR butter cream frosting?
No sir (or ma'am depending on who you are)
Are you sick of guessing yet?
Alright alright. I'll just tell you.
Drum roll please...
I was at a complete loss as to what to write about on my blog.
I couldn't come up with anything witty, snarky, mocking or hilarious.
It's a sad day.
Here's to hoping that I freaking hurry up and get better, because this lack of creativity is utterly pathetic.
2 comments:
Dear Mal,
Please feel better soon. I miss you.
Do you need some soup?
Love,
Stalker #7
I'm sorry you're sick! I talked to you today and you didn't even tell me you're sick! I'm not sure how I feel about that. I love you. You're amazing. Feel better!!!
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