Stayed home from work today. And in some sort of cosmic sympathy, my internet is sick today too. Which also means my phone is out. And since there’s nothing on daytime TV that doesn’t make me want to shoot myself, I’ve mostly been sleeping and sitting in a hot tub reading the #4 Stephanie Plum murder. Blessedly, the oogies have not moved much into my sinuses. So, I can reasonably enjoy the rest.
For some strange reason, I have a craving for ravioli.