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Cole was sick last night. Err ... this morning. It was 4:30. Early. Anyway. Cole wakes me up and says, "Mom, can you go with me to the restroom?". I'm all confuzzled because I've been, you know, sleeping and I say, "You mean the bathroom?" Oh, half-awake conversations are such a hoot.
So, he was sick. We stayed home today. I napped. Twice. In my defense, I was tired since I was up at 4:30. Early. I can honestly say that other than catching up on fanfic and listening to music, I have done nothing. Nothing. I'm a jar of nothingness. I'm also in the mood for Taco Bell. Is that weird?
I liked Heroes last night but I can't think of what actually happened in it. Apparently I have no short term memory.
I had to air out my room earlier. It smelled like sick people. Or, more to the point, it smelled like a sweaty, stinky kid who'd been throwing up all morning. Although the throwing up happened in the bathroom and not the bedroom (this time! Thank you!). Still, he's smelly.
What am I talking about again?
ETA: It has been brought to my attention that one of my favorite B-movies, Night of the Comet, will finally make it's way to DVD! Oh, joyous day! Seriously, this movie has everything a bad movie lover would adore ... comets, zombie-like creatures, a shadowy govenment agency, and Robert Beltran! I'm in movie-girl heaven!
So, he was sick. We stayed home today. I napped. Twice. In my defense, I was tired since I was up at 4:30. Early. I can honestly say that other than catching up on fanfic and listening to music, I have done nothing. Nothing. I'm a jar of nothingness. I'm also in the mood for Taco Bell. Is that weird?
I liked Heroes last night but I can't think of what actually happened in it. Apparently I have no short term memory.
I had to air out my room earlier. It smelled like sick people. Or, more to the point, it smelled like a sweaty, stinky kid who'd been throwing up all morning. Although the throwing up happened in the bathroom and not the bedroom (this time! Thank you!). Still, he's smelly.
What am I talking about again?
ETA: It has been brought to my attention that one of my favorite B-movies, Night of the Comet, will finally make it's way to DVD! Oh, joyous day! Seriously, this movie has everything a bad movie lover would adore ... comets, zombie-like creatures, a shadowy govenment agency, and Robert Beltran! I'm in movie-girl heaven!
