visions of nastiness.

so i'm sick today. i feel like shit, but i had strawberries and water for late breakfast and haven't yet thrown them up, so i may be getting better. i had to call out this morning, and i didn't have the MOD's phone number so i called justin by 2-way and informed him i wouldn't be there. felt like shit, but i couldn't do anything about it. i'm going back to bed soon, but right now i'm at that point where i've slept all i can but i don't have the energy to do anything but lay here. i watched happy gilmore because i've never seen it (though i don't care for adam sandler, i've seen all his movies except little nicky) and it was alright. i liked tin cup and caddyshack better, in terms of golf movies.

so high score last night was 143. i got it twice. i also got a 127, 114, 107 and 87. that 87, though, i tied with christen so all is well. i think i only won one game, the first 143. we cut the night short when i wasn't feeling well and they were tired. thursday i think chris and i are getting our bowling balls, and the boys want to see blade trinity (gag me now) (did i really just say that???) so shea and i are going shopping and possibly to see a very long engagement or spanglish (i know i know, an adam sandler movie, but i'm trying to see what others see, i swear!)

well, back to bed and the secret life of bees, which i bought ages ago and never read. i did finally finish notes from a small island, and have to say that i love bill bryson (thank you moocow for the suggestion). i would have finished it earlier but it ended up being the book i had in my car for lunch breaks and stop lights.

toodles!