Ogh, I am so miserable. My cold has become stranger, almost as if it were completely blocking off my throat to the point where it’s difficult to tell if I’m breathing. I wish it would just get itself over with. I think I’ll start eating vitamin C like candy again.
I went to see The Tuxedo with my Dad this evening. We had to drive all the way into Falls Church in order to see it because we kept putting it off and putting it off, thinking it was still at our local theatre. Nope! Like I suspected, it was already gone. It was a good movie, but not as good as several of Jackie Chan’s other films. However, it was really funny watching Jackie Chan singing Sex Machine. Not as funny, though, as ‘The Accidental Spy’ when he ran down the street and fought several bad guys while trying to keep himself covered after losing his pants. Now that was funny.
Right now I’m working with my friend Michelle. I’m helping her create a blog on blogger since she’s kind of fed up with her DeadJournal. I hope I can get it done before I get tired. I’m good so far, since I accidentally slept through my alarm this morning. 🙂 We’ve looked at tons of paintings, but so far nothing’s hitting me. And I want it to be perfect, dang it, absolutely perfect.
I think I’ll get back to work now. I’m not feeling very inspired tonight either. I think it’s because I feel kind of crappy at the moment. Sigh. 🙂