Apparently I sound very sexy this morning.* I'm guessing this has little to do with any well-hidden innate sex appeal, and more to do with the hideous cough/sore throat I have developed. My voice has dropped about 2 octaves and I sound like a man. Or Kathleen Turner.
The bad thing, of course, is that I'm getting sick over a long weekend. I hate being sick over the weekend, because it feels like a waste of time off. I don't intend to let this stop me, though - there will be craftfairage and socializing!
The good thing is that I don't really feel particularly ill in any way, other than a little pain in my throat, but I sound like I'm on death's bed, and apparently look like I haven't slept in three days, so everyone feels sorry for me. Yay, sympathy. It's much more fun than being sick in a way that doesn't broadcast itself to the outside world.
*My workplace is developing into a hotbed of innuendo and sex talk. It's entertaining. I think this is what happens when your co-workers are all either married or gay, and therefore there's no chance that anything could be taken seriously. Of course, it would be more entertaining if my co-workers were all young, hot, straight and single, but you can't have everything.
The bad thing, of course, is that I'm getting sick over a long weekend. I hate being sick over the weekend, because it feels like a waste of time off. I don't intend to let this stop me, though - there will be craftfairage and socializing!
The good thing is that I don't really feel particularly ill in any way, other than a little pain in my throat, but I sound like I'm on death's bed, and apparently look like I haven't slept in three days, so everyone feels sorry for me. Yay, sympathy. It's much more fun than being sick in a way that doesn't broadcast itself to the outside world.
*My workplace is developing into a hotbed of innuendo and sex talk. It's entertaining. I think this is what happens when your co-workers are all either married or gay, and therefore there's no chance that anything could be taken seriously. Of course, it would be more entertaining if my co-workers were all young, hot, straight and single, but you can't have everything.