1 out of the 3 things mentioned yesterday didn’t happen today because I feel like I’m coming down with something… again. This is particularly strange, as I’ve been taking vitamins like mad for weeks now. On par, in fact, with my youth where my mother force-fed me some 13 pills a day. With breakfast. Before school. And sometimes a few more when I got home just for good measure.
I can’t complain, though, because I was rarely ever sick, and when I was, it was for something like a day and a half. My hyper-immune system coasted for a few years after leaving home (and really going lax on the vitamin-taking thing) until about my junior year of college when I got sick three or four times in a 6 month period. Back on the vitamins after that.
Anyway, it’s one of those things where most everyone at my office seems to be getting sick, lately. And by “everyone”, I mean like 5 people… but when your office is about 20 people, 5 suddenly becomes a quarter of the population. One of the worst offenders is my boss, who has been mucus-filled and hacking for at least 2 weeks now. Seeing as he sits across from me, I’m blaming him.
Also: go home! It’s not cool to bring your sick with you to work.
Of course, there’s a reason for my bitterness and that’s that I’m going to China this Saturday for a few weeks. I do not want to go feeling ill.
I have no idea why I’m posting a picture of Jennifer Love Hewitt. Not that I exactly, need an excuse, she’s gorgeous and represents everything that is right with the world (I bet you thought the answer to the trivia question, “What represents everything that is right with the world?” was “The Peace Corps”. You’re wrong, though. It’s “Jennifer Love Hewitt”).
At any rate, I was writing this post about canceling a date for fear of extended illness, and the phrase “Jennifer Love Hewitt” swam through my brain. Not the image, which I would have much preferred, the phrase. Apropos of nothing. So I google’d her, got an image, and here we are. You’re lucky I even came back, because once you start looking for images of JLH, you rarely come up for air for days.
What was I saying? Was it that I have an overwhelming and consistent fantasy of pulling over to help someone with a flat tire to discover that it’s Jennifer Love Hewitt? I help her change to her spare (help her mind you. In my dream, J-Love is really into learning how to do it for herself) with sexy results.
No, I was mentioning China.
Ah, that must mean I was having that Jennifer Love Hewitt fantasy where I help her with a flat tire… in China.
Be sure to tip your waitress, I’ll be here all week.
So, I’m going to Hong Kong, China, and Taiwan. I will hopefully only be gone for 2 weeks this time, because as much as I love China (or travelling to Asia in general), I am almost positive that I am within a couple of weeks of moving back into my very own apartment. (<---put exclamation marks there, ad nauseum. Like this: !!!!!!!!!!!!). Which means that, unless the place catches fire again while I’m gone (from a single ember left smoldering under the floor boards for months), I should be able to move back in when I get back. And I’m stoked about that. I toured the place this morning, as I often do, and it’s almost there. The only thing I don’t like is that they replaced the destroyed ceiling fan in the kitchen with a fugly fluorescent light fixture. That will be changing almost immediately, and at my own expense. It won’t by a ceiling fan, most likely, but I’m not paying as much as I do in rent and living with a fluorescent light in the kitchen. Can’t. Stand. Fluorescent. Light. It’s not sexy, and makes chicken (for instance) look gray. >And thus ends my post who’s only redeeming quality is the picture of the beautiful Jennifer Love Hewitt.