i feel like poop. i got up this morning and dragged myself to fitness class, but couldn’t escape the feeling of nausea so i came home and dozed for another 45 minutes. now i’m here at work feeling less nauseaus, but still lousy. becca said “why don’t you just go home and take a sick day?” it’s tempting, but i dunno, i always feel bad taking a sick day unless i’m on the verge of dying.
if i don’t feel better by lunchtime, maybe i’ll take the afternoon off.
feeling bad has put me in a grumpy mood, and that combined with a long conversation i had yesterday about the nature of close friendships has left me feeling bummed out and insecure and regretful of the ways i’ve made good friendships turn awkward at times. sucks. hopefully a good night’s sleep tonight will remedy it.
going bowling yesterday afternoon with a large group of huggy fun people helped me recover from the conversation and remind me that as long as i know how people feel about me, it doesn’t really matter which words they use to describe it. {sigh} words, words, words. lately, they’ve been the source of all sorts of debate in my life. sometime i’d like to just be able to feel something and not have to try to put it into words.
here in houston, we just got one lucky break as isidore decided to go swamp southeast louisiana instead of us, and now before we get a chance to relax we have to worry about tropical storm lili that’s supposed to be in the gulf (and headed semi-straight for us) as a hurricane by tuesday. lovely.
the baseball regular season is over. how sad! i’m looking forward to the playoffs though. here are my hopes:
division series: a’s over twins, yankees over angels, braves over giants, diamondbacks over cardinals.
league series: a’s over yankees, braves over diamondbacks.
world series: braves over a’s in 7 games, braves win! braves win!
i just think that’s the perfect set-up. the yankees and a’s get a rematch with the a’s finally triumphing over turncoat jason giambi and the big bad yankees. the braves and diamondbacks get a rematch with the braves outlasting the returning champs. and the world series goes 7 games, which is always a treat.
(1:45 p.m.)
are there other people who feel like they are permanently doing damage control for saying something stupid, or is it just me? i’m ready for this case of the mondays to pass.
