Well I did it, I called in sick. And I managed to get away withOUT the guilt trip the receptionist usually throws your way. Which I really don't need because I can feel guilty without the trip, thank you!
My plans for the day:
Go back to bed in 5 minutes.
Wake up, drive to mom and dad's so mom can take care of me.
Drink 17 cups of tea.
Go back to bed.
Wake up just in time to watch the Canucks slaughter the ducks.
About Me
- Tamara
- (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) -e.e. cummings
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2 comments:
sorry your feeling icky tams!
And slaughter the ducks we shall!!
You need to post the Jello Popsicle recipe for me!
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