i am yellow, pt 2

you know andrea's sick when you find an entry typed out just past 5am on a saturday.

yesterday was pretty sweet. being yellow (refer to previous entry) is nice in a way because its just enough to stop you from doing your daily tasks, but not enough to keep you from still, somewhat, enjoying your day. here was my day:

thursday night, i shut my phone off so i wouldnt be woken up by kindercare, prospective sub jobs, or just randomness (aka - picture mail spam... thats an explanation for another time). nick woke me up to let me know he was leaving for work (like he does every morning) and i asked him to close the blinds so i wouldnt wake up to the sun. i woke up around 9ish... so much for my plan of noonish.

i was able to eat a small bowl of cereal while watching some prerecorded shows. after laying around for a bit, i realized that i didnt feel completely awful. i decided to get dressed and venture off in the nice weather. i went to return a book to the library (three days late :-x), the bank (a small deposit), and meijer (mainly for popsicles).

so i get to meijer where i purchase banana popsicles, milk, orange juice, a cream soda, cookie dough, apples, and a bottle of advil. i also helped an elderly man decide on which pain reliever he should purchase... advil.

when i got home, i made the cookies... delicious. watched some more tv. then i had the best idea ever... i wanted to take a hot bath. love it!!

now dont think for a second that i am faking this sick thing... i am still yellow. and throughout the day, my throat kept getting more and more congestive. i took my lovely bath and it felt pretty damn nice to take my relaxation to that level.

so im coughing, but no big deal cause i have popsicles and cough drops and a thermometer (security issues, dont ask).... but now here i am. five something in the morning. awake. typing in my log. cough drops are gross at 5am and my thermometer is misplaced (yes, already)!! my throat hurts, my ears hurt, my nose has the beginning signs of stuffyness.... what am i to do?!

have a popsicle.

old men. love them.

so... i met a friend for lunch today. we were bullshitting, catching up, whatev. so we're sitting there, blah blah blah, when an old man walked past our booth. no big deal is probably what youre thinking... or maybe get to the point....


as he walked by, he farted.