I hate not feeling well. I hate it hate it hate it.
And really, I feel really crappy. I think it's the heat. And possibly also boredom.
The Good News: I did about half the work on my skirt today. It looks a lot like a skirt, and can even be worn! I need to finish with the elastic for the waist so it doesn't bunch so much, and then hem the bottom. Hoorah! It's pink, with polka dots.
The Bad News: I have to work tomorrow, from about noon to midnight. I have a dinner break. Thank goodness. If you feel like calling me, call the cell after 10 pm. I'd love to talk to you.
Anyway. I'm going to go lie in my hot bed and try to read my book. I'm in the middle of rereading
Wicked, which I picked up for the first time since 9th grade because of the new hit musical. ;) And am having a lot of trouble imagining it as a musical....it's terribly political. And I can't imagine any of the main characters bursting into song without immediately bursting
out of character. Oh well.
So. "oooh, let me have it...let me grab your soul away...you know, it's me!"
