WNBP: Watching The Attitude.

I am unwell.  I want to get that out of the way straight off because, in my opinion, the entire world will soon be coming to a screeching halt.  It will then proceed to revolve around a newer and far more appropriate target:

Me.

I am something of a baby when I don't feel well.  I should probably also apologize for the statements I shall be making and the attitude I shall likely display.  I will be glad of it later when I realize how badly I've behaved.  With that, let's hit them Wednesday Night Bullet Points!!!

*I am glad to be communicating via keyboard.  That is about all I am good for right now.


*I am sick.


*I was not sick yesterday.  At least not until 8:37 pm.


*Then I was sick.  It was just that fast.


*Now my throat is very, very sore and my joints feel like tiny, angry little elves are hammering away at them as punishment for something I may or may not have done to slight them.


*Tiny, imaginary elves often have issues...


*The students in my class do not care that I am sickly.  Most of them are also sickly.


*As is The Organized Teaching Assistant.


*And The Cheerful Teaching Assistant.


*The ones that aren't sickly are just, plain grumpy these days because the holidays aren't always what the television commercials imply they should be.


*My throat hurts and I wanted to tell everyone about the world revolving around me, but I couldn't talk loudly enough to be heard and no one wanted to read what I was typing.


*The World's Greatest Stylist And Life Coach suggested that I needed to eat dinner with her.


*She is not the sort of person with whom you argue about things like dinner.


*Nor do I want to.  I like dinner and I wasn't sickly on Sunday. 


*And she was offering me things like lobster and cheesecake.  So I went.


*Yes.  I tip my hairdresser very well.  Maybe not "lobster" well, but I'm thinking of working my way up to that.


*She ordered a lot of lobster for us.  And sent me home with leftovers.


*No cheesecake was left over, though.


*Which is sad, because I am very hungry right now and cannot swallow.


*Cheesecake would be nice for someone as sickly as myself.


*Did I mention the sickness?  I can't remember if I did...


*I feel like poopy-yucky-ickiness.


*Soup would probably be better for me than cheesecake but I honestly don't think that anyone really checks on that sort of thing.


*I think there is some "weather" in the near future.


*Cats have lost their tiny, freakin' minds and are cavorting about in a way that is not good for a sickly person.


*There is little dignity in running around one's house trying to scream, "SANTA DOES NOT COME TO HOUSES WHERE BAD KITTIES LIVE!!!"


*I say, "trying" because I am too sickly to really get up much of a good scream.


*Could account for the lack of cooperation, now that I think of it.


*And all the refrigerator magnets suddenly being under the Christmas tree...


*I finally decided to read Ghost Story.


*I have no idea if that link will work.  Linking to my Amazon stuff is still not going well and no one seems to care that I am too sickly to be dealing with this nonsense.


*And my internet connection is fuzzy.


*Again with the lack of caring for my sickliness!!!!


*Universe!  I ask you...WHY????


*Where was I?


*Oh, yes.  The book.  I liked it.  It is actually a book where Harry seems kind of happy if you don't focus on the part where he's dead.


*Don't worry.  Happy never lasts for Harry Dresden.


*Which is probably why I haven't read anything from the Dresden Files in a while and cannot really remember just where it was that we left off...


*That isn't helping much with the comprehension, but I still like the book.


*And in the car, I am listening to Enchantment.


*Not one of your more popular Orson Scott Card offerings and I'm not even going to pretend it's my favorite.


*But still pretty good.  Better than listening to the news.


*Especially since they have yet to report on my illness and I'm a bit miffed about it.


*Cats just freaked out and moved the recliner.  Which hit the Christmas tree.


*I don't even care anymore.  I am sick.


*I am making pasta for dinner since I still haven't resolved the cheesecake issue.


*Best line of the day Courtesy of Little Einstein who couldn't quite place the relaxing music we were playing in the classroom today in a futile attempt at settling the seething mass of tension:

"What is that...yoga noise?"

*Yes.  It was, in fact Yoga Noise.


*It just wasn't quite so soothing once we got to giggling over it.


*Sore throats and all.

I am going to stop there.  I think I have done remarkably well with the attitude and I fear a trip over to the dark side should I carry on much further.  As proof, I point out that I have not yet begun my rant against the person I met today who believes my decision to say, "happy holidays" is somehow proof that I am anti-American, anti-Christmas and a threat to life as we know it unless I am put down immediately.  Apparently all that is good in this world is now threatened by that seemingly simply sentiment and I probably should be thinking about moving out of this great nation before I am driven

Yeah.  I'm just gonna wrap this up before I get to that.  Maybe I'll save it for another day, one where I'm more light of heart and free of germ.  I wish you all a very Happy Wednesday and hope that you are doing better with the lightheartedness than I tonight.

SA