So I've spent most of my day at Sam's apartment. I got to work this morning completely ready to throw up. It was hard driving to work today, I thought I was going to have to pull over or something. I felt miserable. I drove all the way to work and just felt like turning around and going home. So I told my boss when he got in that I wasn't feeling well and needed to rest a little and that I might come back. I didn't want to get home a couple hours later and feel foolish for not going to work. So I asked Sam if when he left for work I could come over to his place and crash a couple hours to see if I felt better. I am here now. I slept. I feel better, but still queezy. So I've decided not to go back to work and to take advantage of a place all to myself. I'm watching movies and being lazy. If I was at home I would feel obligated to clean my room or do something more productive then watching movies. :) I have until 5pm when Sam is bound to get off of work. hehe I should get going to I can get in one last movie.
posted by Charity at 6/01/2005 02:48:00 PM 
