If you could hear me right now, instead of simply reading these words, this simulacrum of my voice, you would hear a very snuffly individual indeed. It is very difficult to express complex intonations such as sarcasm ("*I'm* not being sarcastic," is possibly one of the most misunderstood written phrases extant today), and doubly so for something as simple as a stuffy nose.
This under-the-weather-ness has left me lethargic -- which I suppose is no great change. At least I retain the energy to help keep the sink clear of dishes, thanks in large part to the stellar example set by my newest roommate. Drat, now I need to invent TWO new nicknames for roommates. Perhaps I will think about that today.
I just finished a long yet highly enjoyable task: catching up on the writings I missed over my brief hiatus. Goodness, but you all were awfully loquacious while I was away. I love that.
I am currently listening to "The Circuit Party, Vol. 6." I needed bounce at work today, and had neglected to bring "The Circuit Party, Vol. 4" with me. I had no choice, really. I was in desperate need of some Circuity Goodness. (sigh) This crappy dance music obsession of mine will be the death of me. I have no idea what that last sentence means.
Thanks to my foreshortened part-time schedule, I only have an hour and a half of work left today. It is difficult to squeeze the same amount of slacking-off into five hours rather than eight. Wish me luck.