I am sick.
It started Monday, when I had a *small* cough that at times sounded a little disgusting, but was still pretty infrequent. Now, in the middle of the work week from hell, I am full-blown gross. If I called in sick today, tomorrow, or Friday, my co-workers would hunt me down and kill me. They would momentarily disregard our impending Friday deadline to have this giant document sent to the publisher just to strike me down. At least it would be quick, I suppose.
I just have to get through today until 5 o’clock, and then I can pass out on my couch just like I did last night, and watch more episodes of "Friends" in my pajamas, wearing my glasses. I’m not sure, but I am almost certain I watched every episode of every season of "Friends" except for the first year it was on, before I really caught on to the show. And now that I am watching them again, 15 years later (yikes), they are still making me laugh really hard. And I am getting a LOT of the jokes I didn’t get back then, that’s for sure. I am pretty sure I didn’t know what a lesbian was when Ross’s wife left him for another woman in 1994.
I may have to work this weekend if we don’t get this thing done by Friday. Keep your fingers crossed.