The moment of truth...

Yesterday, as you may recall, I wasn't feeling all that well and I lazed around after work, sleeping and reading. I felt poorly enough that I skipped dinner, which means that around 11 last night I was hit by the munchies. I ignored the hunger pains, though, and just went to bed.

Somehow today was a complete turnaround. I woke up feeling absolutely better (although I was hungry) and I proceeded to do all those things I've been putting off lately. I vacuumed, cleaned the bathroom, dusted, cleaned my room, did some laundry, made some laundry detergent, shaved my legs and napped.

Now, the leg shaving doesn't sound like it would be all that impressive (I do shave on a semi-regular basis, I swear!) but there was a whole hysterical laughter thing I had going on with Cole when I reminded him of the time we were watching Alien Resurrection and how Dan Hedaya had the hairiest freaking shoulders EVER. I provide you with proof:

I swear to you that my legs looked nothing like that. I SWEAR! *blink, blink*

The point in all this is that I was a possessed maniac today with the getting of things done. I did way too much. Well, maybe not too much, but I did a lot.

Okay. Books.
Book #178 - Bite Club (Morganville Vampires #10) by Rachel Caine - I love the Morganville gang. Love them. They always find such delicious mayhem.

Well, I'm hot (in a sweaty way) and I kinda want to see if I have any peanut butter and chocolate hidden away somewhere.
I'm away.