My title comes from a WipeOut! contestant last night. He spoke of a pet rabbit that he rescued and called it "3 pounds of love!" There was much cackling.
One of my school books arrived yesterday and I was so excited. In a moment of nerdy goodness I opened the package and flipped through just dreaming of the assignments to come. 4 more books are on their way and if my luck holds out I'll have one waiting for me tonight when I get home. Ahhh, books.
I am still sick-kindof. I am feeling much better than I did on my ER visit but now it has morphed into an upper respiratory thing that I just can't seem to get rid of. I just have to make it through Friday and then if I am still sick I am going to throw in the towel. I have to be better by the end of August. I refuse to miss another trip (Taylor Swift in Louisville/Aug 30!!) or be still sick when school starts (Aug 31st!!!). Do you hear me? I refuse!
We had a "fiesta" at work today. I use the term "fiesta" loosely because I ended up standing in line for 42 minutes for food. I use the term "food" loosely because the tacos/nachos that were served came with some sort of refried bean concoction that really looked like mud in the pan. Mud that was still really dark like it was wet but wasn't.
Fun times are being had by all.
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