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I have hit officially sick. My head is all stuffy and weighs about a thousand pounds. My throat is on fire. My nose is a faucet. My eyes are red and puffy and wet.
Not my best day.
On my way to the bus, I walked past a schoolbus full of elementary school kids. One of them, a little girl, no more than eight years old, leaned out the window and yelled, "Bitch!" at me.
I still haven�t figured out why.
Donna, my boss, is home sick for the second day in the row. I�m envious. She�s home.
Perhaps some breakfast would make me feel better. It�s worth a try, anyway.
Good morning, Diaryland.
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