Sunday, June 27th, 2004 • No Comments on Sick Girl Alert
I guess the insomnia has run me down to the point that I now have the immune system of a newborn kitten. I’m sick and it sucks. I hate summer colds. I especially hate summer colds when it’s raining like it has been for the past couple of days. It’s dark and dreary and I’m sneezing and coughing and just generally feeling lousy and all I want is soup… except then I go outside and it’s 90 degrees and definitely not soup weather.
I know I got this stupid cold from the petrie dish of germs that is my place of work. Take one library, mix in a few hundred disease-carrying kids and it’s a wonder I don’t have the plague. I’m in a whiny mood and I want someone to stroke my hair and rub my back and feed me ice cream (since I no longer want soup) and tell me I’ll feel better tomorrow, even if it’s a big, fat lie.
As Henry the wonderdog’s response to my whining is to bring me squeaky toys (which are the cure for all the bad stuff in life, as far as he’s concerned) and stare at me dolefully until I feed him ice cubes, I suppose I’ll go take another dose of Benadryl Cold and fall into bed.