sick to my stomach

ugh. i slept for about an hour, maybe an hour and a half, before i woke up again. i woke up with a horrible stomach ache. today is going to be hell, i can already tell. i’m hoping the sickness shakes off so that way i’m just tired rather than being sick and tired. hehe, sick and tired. that’s kinda funny.

of course i’m feeling sick right after almost a week out of the office and while my boss is out of town. it seems as though i always get sick when she’s not around (i make it seem like i’m out all the time, but i’ve only been out sick for two days in the last almost seven months i’ve been on the team). i have vowed that next time i’m sick it will be when she’s around so that way i can show her i’m really sick. i have a super guilty conscience and feel as though they might think i’m just making it up. i know i’d be suspicious.

i hate not sleeping. i look like crap. nothing worse than having bloodshot eyes with accompanying dark circles. that’s a lie, there are things far worse. i feel like i should go to work early since i’m up anyway. i’m just afraid i might get the urge to vomit and the last place i want to do that is on the train or at work. too much information. i know.

in other news …

i find this story rather amusing:
NY Times: Xerox Seeks Erasable Form of Paper for Copiers

i was making a comment (to myself, of course) about how much paper i waste on a daily basis. i make it a daily goal of mine to use enough paper to account for at least one dead tree. i can’t help it. i love printing things out and having them to write on. paperwork is my guilty sin. hmmm … guilty sin. now there’s a concept. is there such thing as an innocent sin? that just wouldn’t make sense now would it?

oh. on sunday i went to see for your consideration. i hate to admit it, but it was a bit of a let-down. it just wasn’t as funny as best in show.

i find it weird that the facebook phenomenon has crept into the work sphere. it totally blurs the lines of what used to be the work environment and what it is evolving into. granted, i work at an advertising agency and that alone pretty much throws all common workplace norms out the window. it’s a bit weird that anyone from work and just creep into my biznes (is it double s when you spell it like a gangsta’ would spell it? anyone know?) on facebook. luckily, i like everyone i work with. well except for one person. but i don’t even work in the same department as that person, much less the same office so that doesn’t count.

okay it’s now 7:11am as i’m wrapping this up and that’s the magical time i start getting ready for work everyday (shut up, i’m only OCD in weird ways). OCD is officially my excuse for my strange behavior now.

adieu.