calling out to the galaxy from the 435!

i, miss jaycie penny, am deathly ill.
it all started yesterday with an achy spine which led to a fierce headache and a stiff neck.
i downed half a bottle of nyquil, some ibuprofen, and some airborne, in the hopes it would be gone today.
it wasn't.

i called in sick, but then i went to work anyways.
i left in the middle, because i was just miserable.

isn't it funny how the list of things you want all the time shrinks pretty much all the way when you're sick?
mine went from a total of things costing $30,000 to a list of things that are mostly free.

all i want today is to be close to my toilet.
when you're sick, you don't want to spill your cookies in a strange toilet.
i want Handy Manny to come hold me, since he's professional at it.
i wanna watch movies, eat crackers and other kinds of breads, and be snuggled up in my yellow monster blanket since it's huge.
i'm debating a hot bubble bath, but i might pass on that.
and i could go for some popcorn with tons of butter than that.

i have almost all of those things, and the one i just can't have no matter how hard i wish has already promised me a video chat tonight.

aside from the being sick and dying after having been run over by the universe, i'm an okay little soul today. i'm all smiles over here. well not smiling, that takes too much energy, but i'm content.

i cried for a bit. but only because Handy Manny was mean, then cute (mostly the cute.) and also at the end of Toy Story 3. it gets me every single time...but today i couldn't help it. i'm extra wimpy and sensitive when i'm sick.