Because I feel like bitching about my illness:
1. If I see Donald Trump one more time today I will throw something through my television.
2. The chili was excellent, thanks for asking. However, it is probably a good thing I am sleeping alone tonight.
3. I must shave my cat — there is no other solution to The Hair Problem. (and by that, I mean Pablo. Don’t read into this)
4. Finished three books today: A People’s History of the United States, Stolen Harvest, and Nickel and Dimed.
5. No, there will not be a book report. They have been sitting around half-read for well over a month and it was my duty as their owner to read them.
6. My bathtub is absolutely filthy, but taking a bath in it is very close to cleaning it, so that will have to do.
7. Why must I always have a horrendous break out when I get ill? Really.
8. Stephen King’s made-for-TV movies are really bad, but I will watch them anyway.
9. “Anways” is not a word. Neither is “irregardless.” Let’s strike them from the lexicon.
10. No, I do not want the “watch this blonde hottie strip for the camera now!” or “enlarge my penis in ten days!” so please stop soliciting me.
11. I really don’t like those Lysol wipes thingies, but Ethan was so excited that they were on sale at the grocery store that I bought some and he cleaned two whole bathrooms today on his own. And liked it! His next lesson in home maintenance: shoveling the driveway.
Now, back to the dishes and the floors and the hearty expulsion of phlegm.