the flying squirrel

Darcy Casselman's weblog. Just like old times.

i'm sick

I have this horrible cough that appeared out of nowhere early this week. Stupid thing kept me up most of the night. Right now I have only just enough grasp on consciousness to write this little entry. Not that I have anything to say, mind you. (Except that I'm sick, of course, which is basically just fishing for sympathy...) I just figure that this is an easy, relatively brainless way to keep awake and keep typing noises coming from my cubicle. Always useful, that...

I really shouldn't write these things when I'm feeling rotten. Skimming through the archive, I often end up sounding like such a depressingly forlorn person. I'd prefer a more positive public image, myself. But then, the positive stuff rarely seems worth writing about. I should probably make more of an effort.

Let's see... positive... positive... uh... I should be getting lots of money soon. That's good. ...My computer is making this weird twinkly noise at irregular intervals, which would normally make me happy, except that I can't figure out what's doing it. Probably something Microsoft-related... Maybe I should just race my vibrating hamster for a bit. Whee! Go Hamster!

Did I mention I didn't get very much sleep last night? Okay, good. Ack. Stupid cough. I think I'll just curl up in a corner and die quietly. Good night.