home sick

so i am home sick from work today. not super sick, more sicky than sick. in fact, i probably could have gone to work, but since i am Completely Adamant about other people not coming in to work sick, i figured i should practice what i preach, as it were.

also, it is So Nice to be home.

it's a bit gray and intermittently rainy outside (no i have not been outside. i do look out the windows however) and inside i have lamps on and i am still in my jammies and i am drinking diet 7up from my favorite mickey mouse glass. i am sure there is a huge psychology about why i am so fond of my mickey mouse glass when i am sick, but i do not want to hear it.

the d-o-double-g and the c-a-double-t are hanging out with me and playing nicely together today, it is very cute. to all of you who do not have pets, i say, you should really get a pet. it is nice to have other living things hanging about, even if they are just sleeping and stinking up the place much of the time, they are also furry and nice to you (when they are hungry) and you can talk to yourself and claim to be talking to the pets and thus not really be crazy.

i got a call about a job i had applied for in denver, and have set up a phone interview for next week. it would be Uncommonly Cool to get this job, (a) because it is a cool-sounding job and (b) because perhaps you do not know this but i HATE LOOKING FOR A JOB. i hate it, i truly do. it saps the life right out of you (or me, rather. perhaps you too). it is boring, and demoralizing, and you feel like a Perpetual Failure.

so this job is some kind of raising-awareness (and money?) and selling-the-mission job for a national nonprofit, something remotely similar to what i do now, and that i can conceivably do fairly well. i will keep you posted (actually i guess i will be doing the posting, but whatever)

so i slept in late, got up and had some cereal and read a couple of chapters of my new book, the tipping point, which is very interesting but so far i think it would have made a better essay than book, and then i went back to bed, and then i got up and called the afore-mentioned job, and then i made some popcorn, and now here i am. the d-o-double-g is happily cathing the popcorn that "falls" out of my hand and the c-a-double-t is eating the few that i toss his way as well (my cat eats peas...)

i wish i had something more interesting to say. i have this Unusual Opportunity to spend hours on the computer, and all i can come up with is this. i'm mildy ashamed, but i'm sure you'll forgive me. maybe i'm really just writing to prove to sisko (and myself?) that i am a Serious Blogger :o)

2 hours or so before suomies comes home, just enough time to pop in a movie perhaps.