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So when I was sick I watched a lot of daytime television and there are two ridiculous lines, in particular, that made me wheeze with laughter.  The wheezing was because I couldn’t frickin’ breathe. 

1. “I have no bad habits.”  – spoken by a deadly serious Martha Stewart during a crafts portion of her daily syndicated talk show.  C’mon, that’s the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard.  No bad habits, my Dr. Pepper lovin’ ass.  Of course you have bad habits, one of which landed you in jail.  I’m just sayin.  That was a stupid thing to say.  

2. “If you’re going to force me to marry you, E.J., you can expect the MARRIAGE FROM HELL.” - Sami on Days of Our Lives.  And the emphasis is not mine-all in the actor’s delivery.  Actually, I was half-asleep when I heard that and it was so goofy I wheezed in my sleep.  Wheezed, not whizzed.  Just clarifying.

So, yeah, really bored.  I had a lot of work to catch up on when I got back to the office, so I dutifully worked really, really hard and got all caught up.  I actually have one project I still need to do but it will take me longer than fifteen minutes and if I start now, I’ll wind up staying late on a Friday, which I really don’t want to do. 

You know I should always work that hard.  It seems like I am the most productive on two separate occasions-either I am about to go on vacation so I’m working like mad to make sure everything gets done, or I’ve just come back from vacation/being sick (and these days there’s really not much of a difference-I’ll explain in a sec) and I’m working like mad to catch up.  I’m insanely productive on those days.  And deep inside I know I could be that way always and yet here I am, writing on the blog you’re reading…hey, wait!  Where are you going?  Come back!!  I need attention.

So, oh yeah, vacations/sick being the same.  Lately, every single time I take a vacation day, I wind up getting sick the day before.  I am officially afraid to take vacations from work now.  I have a day off coming up a week from today and I just know I’m going to wind up with the flu or something.  It is the most unfair thing in the entire universe to be sick on a vacation.  And the second most unfair thing is being sick on a weekend.  If one must be sick, it should be on a Monday in which there are multiple meetings scheduled and you have to sit next to that one employee, she-who-must-not-be-named.  Or it could be a He.  I’m not saying I have a co-worker like that…

How ’bout those Cowboys?

Hee.  Cowboys.  Like I know a frickin’ thing about football.

Well, I’m stopping here.  I’d like to go visit my blog-buddies.  Have a great weekend.