I'm feeling decidedly under the weather today, and I have a pretty full evening lined up - my regular Friday work-out at six, party at nine - so I'll probably be completely wiped out tomorrow morning. Ack. It's just sooo typical that I get sick over the weekend. It never fails. I've had a sore throat all week, but it's only today that the rest of my body followed suit. It's probably just a cold, but I'm a cry-baby, so leave me alone.
Strangely enough, this morning I got up at 6:30 thinking it was 7:30. I'm never particularly bright and energetic in the mornings, but that's pretty ridiculous even by my low standards. So I ended up leaving for work at 7 AM. Yay, but not really. I just want to go to bed! Sigh.
Listening to
Shakira, and staring out the windows at the grey Oslo skies. It's pretty cold out today, and there's no sign of the spring-y-ness of last week. It went AWOL. I expect the sun to return at some point in July. Hopefully before my birthday.
Gloomy? Me? Nah.