After an... interesting Halloween, to say the least, I woke up Saturday morning sick. Well, I woke up with a sore throat, and thought it was due to my interesting Halloween, but by Saturday night I was romanticising about what deadly disease had taken hold of me, and wondering how long before it would bring sweet sweet death. And then Sunday I woke up and realized I just had a cold. Anyway.
Because I'm kinda new at work here and I have yet to see a person take a sick day, I came in today all scratchy-voiced and nose-blowing and glassy-eyed. To show that I can work. And then you know what happened? I haven't gotten much done. My brain is in slow motion. I just keep making my mugs of hot water with lemon and honey, and looking for files on my computer, and shuffling around papers, and then going back to the microwave to heat my water back up again. I am going to suffer for this later this week, surely. But if nothing else, maybe I will lose 20 pounds this week from my new water/lemon/honey diet! You think? Or maybe it's more likely that my teeth will just rot out.
Because it's the day before election day, and since I'm not getting much done anyway, I attempted to do what I always do the day before an election, and look online for a voter's guide to educate me. I mean, I know who I'm voting for for president, but I know the ballet is going to be more complicated than that, and as my friend Blay pointed out on her blog today, uneducated voters are kind of despicable. And you know what?? My work firewall or whatever it is is blocking me from reading educational election related articles that I would like to read! I mean, if I vote wrong and the country suffers then my company suffers and that's what they get for this firewall!! And yet, it DID let me look at a picture of Joaquin Phoenix with "goodbye" painted on his knuckles (Blues Brothers style), and read about how he's leaving the movie industry.
Does this make sense?
And by the way, Joaquin, you will be missed. You were as creepy as creepy can get in Gladiator, and yet you still made me like you. This is no small feat.
And speaking of actors that will be missed, how is it possible that I have a blog and have not mentioned Paul Newman?? He's my all time favorite. Did you know that he gives away all his profits from his food? And all the nice things he says about his wife? And did you SEE him in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof?? If not, you deserve to. And I would post some photos right now, but that's right, google image is also blocked. Although it doesn't really matter since blogger is as well and I can only email in text. yes, it's a tough life I lead.
I mean, do they expect me to pick up a paper or watch the news on my own time? sheesh.
I'm reading back over this now and wondering what the point was going to be... I think it's purpose was to assist me in having a most unproductive day. And to wish you best of luck in your time wasting, too.
2 comments:
I think we might have watched Cat on A Hot Tin Roof in the same English class in 10th grade together. Ahhh.. Brick! It was on TV recently and I watched it again, thinking that maybe it was just my adolescent mind that had made Brick so incredibly yummy. But, it turns out that P Newman could still make a crippled alcoholic super hot. Incidentally, when Brian and I first started dating, he told me that an older patient had told him that he reminded her of a young Paul Newman. I laughed and laughed, which in retrospect probably wasn't the nicest thing but, come on. If you're going to spread such unrealistic ideals, you're going to get laughed at.
Actually, I don't think we were in the same class - I only remember bc when we watched it there were only 3 girls in my class: me, Chelsea, and Lindsey B. The first day we watched it from our seats, but the 2nd day, but some strange coincidence, the girls (and only the girls) were sitting on the floor right up in front of the tv, preparing to drool.
Once when I was with Hermes, this old lady told him he reminded her of a Bob Newhart 20 years ago. I also laughed, but for different reasons.
Maybe if you really squint, it will be like Paul is in the bed next to you?
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