Sick

I feel like junk today. I'm tired, warm, my chest is burning, I can't stop wheezing whenever I inhale/exhale, my cough is loud, gross and annoying... It's not fun. I prefer to be healthy, thank you.

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I'm obsessed with this Clark Rockefeller thing. I can't get enough of it. My obsession started the day I was driving to work, and I saw the amber alerts for the black SUV with red sox plates and stickers. I was driving down the road, weaving in and out of traffic to get a good look at every black SUV in my path. I'm insane, oh yes.

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I never dreamed it would turn into all this! It's all very exciting for me. I can't wait for the movie. I really can't wait to find out how it all turns out! At this point, he should just spill his guts, but I think that may be a bit anticlimactic. You can't make this stuff up, seriously.

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That has nothing to do with health, but I just had to mention it. Every decade or so, I get obsessed with some crime. I always pick the good ones...like Pam/e Smart when I was in high school. We used to correspond with each other - oh yeah. I would get cards from her on Disney stationary, and I'd read them to my class at school. I was on the student council, and I remembered (from one of the many books I read about her) that she was too, so I'd ask for her advice on certain student council issues. I'm a nutty nut.

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So I'm sick and obsessed, and I can't be bothered with thinking about working out or eating healthy. When I'm sick, all bets are off. It's not a good thing, but it's a thing. I just don't care about counting calories or eating my normal portions of blah, blah, blah. I just want to veg out in front of the TV and do whatever makes me feel a little better.

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When I'm no longer sick, I'll evaluate this pattern to see if I should change. For now, it is what it is. So there. ;-)