NA HA HA sick day.
Dec. 10th, 2005 08:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7I am such an incredible slacker that I have called in sick today and when asked, intend to say that my hands were in such rough shape after doing dishes all day yesterday that I just couldn't come in.
Despite my having done dishes all day yesterday, my hands seem to be aware of this planned excuse and have actually decided that they're just fine, thanks. They're kind of red, a little itchy, but mostly just scaly and flaky from the eczema flare of last week during which I ought to have called in.
But my knees and my ankle and both of my hips are fucking killing me, so I guess in the end it evens out. I dunno.
Plans for today:
* Finish Xmas shopping (means stopping at: Bed, Bath & Beyond, Premier Liquor & Gourmet, Valu Home Centers, and possibly others)
* get out Xmas decorations (I have a wreath up, but that's it so far)
* do Xmas cards
* do Xmas COOKIES
* do dishes
* fix snowblower
* clean kitchen/dinette
* drink some coffee. Mmmm, coffee.
WITH Z. HA HA HA HA HA!!!
I am so psyched to be not at work. I was lying in bed this morning, half-awake, dozing, deciding whether to go through with my decadent and depraved plan of calling in, and then I drifted off into a dream about being at work and forgetting someone's order, and I just... I ... NO. Ugh. I dream about work far too much.
The other waitresses, however, agree that sometimes they'll start up awake in the middle of the night with an "Oh fuck! I forgot his extra bleu cheese!"
Fuck, I just remembered I forgot that guy's extra bleu cheese yesterday and I'm not actually kidding.
Despite my having done dishes all day yesterday, my hands seem to be aware of this planned excuse and have actually decided that they're just fine, thanks. They're kind of red, a little itchy, but mostly just scaly and flaky from the eczema flare of last week during which I ought to have called in.
But my knees and my ankle and both of my hips are fucking killing me, so I guess in the end it evens out. I dunno.
Plans for today:
* Finish Xmas shopping (means stopping at: Bed, Bath & Beyond, Premier Liquor & Gourmet, Valu Home Centers, and possibly others)
* get out Xmas decorations (I have a wreath up, but that's it so far)
* do Xmas cards
* do Xmas COOKIES
* do dishes
* fix snowblower
* clean kitchen/dinette
* drink some coffee. Mmmm, coffee.
WITH Z. HA HA HA HA HA!!!
I am so psyched to be not at work. I was lying in bed this morning, half-awake, dozing, deciding whether to go through with my decadent and depraved plan of calling in, and then I drifted off into a dream about being at work and forgetting someone's order, and I just... I ... NO. Ugh. I dream about work far too much.
The other waitresses, however, agree that sometimes they'll start up awake in the middle of the night with an "Oh fuck! I forgot his extra bleu cheese!"
Fuck, I just remembered I forgot that guy's extra bleu cheese yesterday and I'm not actually kidding.
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Date: 2005-12-10 11:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-13 04:58 pm (UTC)Good luck with your traveling.