Sick again!

I can't believe it. I was finally feeling better on Friday (thank you, antibiotics!), but now all the congestion and coughing has returned. No fever this time, so no more Levaquin for me. : (

Being sick puts me in a foul mood. Not just for being sick. I mean, nobody enjoys being sick. But I'm talking a full-on, depressed-about-everything-which-is-annoying-even-to me kind of funk. Nothing makes me happy. Everything sucks. Except Grey's Anatomy. That second half freaking rocked. And I love being able to read what the writers were contemplating while they were creating the episode. UPDATED: Sorry about that--had the wrong web address for awhile.

Sucky things going on right now:

-Oh, it's Monday, such a very long way from Friday.

-No books on my "must have right now list," though that won't stop me from looking anyway.

-Cough, cough, coughing!

-Annual performance review time. Eeeesh.

-Some funky computer upgrade that threatens my iTunes collection on my work computer. (Yes, Corporate IT people, I like to listen to music while I work. Sometimes I download it. Legally. This is not the same as buying porn. I'm just saying...)

-My utter lack of technological know-how that makes figuring out how to get the music on my iPod onto another computer seem like getting a Ph.D in astrophysics.

-*sigh* Rejection letter(s)

-Did I mention that it's four more days until Friday? And standing between me and Friday is an all-day meeting. One that has required cocktails and hors d'oeurves until 7:30 at night. Yeah. I know, I know, free alcohol and food is nothing to complain about. But at the moment, I feel as enthusiastic about gin and tonic and small talk as I do about scrubbing out the hard water stains on the floor of my shower.

-Having to look up the spelling of "hors d'oeurves" because even with four years of French I can never remember how to spell it and spell check keeps wanting to make it "hoary" which is just a funny-sounding and gross-looking word.

-Realizing I could have left twelve minutes ago and been steadily on my way to laying on my couch in my pajamas and coughing in the comfort of my own home.

Here's hoping tomorrow brings better health and less sucky things!

P.S. Read this in Meg Cabot's blog, confirming my hatred for American Idol is deserved for a whole variety of reasons. They're just so cruel. You'll have to scroll to get to it, but you'll see what I'm talking about.