Still here...but um, yeah, nothing to write about as I'm currently busting my patootie to get my work piles in some kind of order for the vacay.
I need a rent-a-mom to keep me from choosing "Bunny Tracks" flavored ice cream over the only slightly less bad for me insta-salad and tortellini.
And no I haven't packed, haven't refilled my prescription, haven't even started writng up, much less crossing off the list of things I should have done by Saturday...I leave Saturday! When did that happen?
And my throat hurts...but I can't tell if it's because it's been so "dry-feeling" out (yeah, it's like misty and/or raining off and on for the last week and everyone is noting how "dried out" they/their skin/sinuses/throats feel...or if it's "that cold" that everyone is passing back and forth and all around at work.
Oh about LA AND the weather? Tell me there isn't something just W.R.O.N.G. with the world when weatherunderground is telling me it will be ninety-freakin'-four degrees at my parents' house on SATURDAY. I am not even kidding.