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I feel majorly blech-y. I have a headache, body aches, and I can't get comfortable when I lie down. This is not my idea of a good time.
Book #80 - Artemis Fowl: The Arctic Incident - by Eoin Colfer - Another re-read. I'm glad I hit 80 books by the end of September. That's just cool.
I've been watching a lot of TV today. I watched the season 2 ep of The X-Files that I wanted to watch yesterday (Aubrey, for those that are wondering) and I've watched several episodes of season 2 of Lost. I seriously sat for nearly 20 minutes trying to decide what I was in the mood for. I couldn't find a single movie in my gajillions of movies that I had a hankering for. I even delved into Cole's movies because I had a feeling that I needed some serious escapist fare. I figured that kid movies are good for that. And yet? Nothing. I finally settled on Lost because season 2 has the creepy hatch and I can put the disc on "play all" and let it run.
And that, my friends, is just how bad I felt. Anything that allowed me to move as minimally as possible felt like a good thing.
I'm going to collapse in a heap on the bed. Wish me luck.
ETA: Book #81 - Time at the Top by Edward Ormondroyd - I have no idea why I've had this yearning to read books I read in junior high all of a sudden. It's weird. Plus, the books are decent but they take me less than 3 hours to read. I need to move on. It's time.
Book #80 - Artemis Fowl: The Arctic Incident - by Eoin Colfer - Another re-read. I'm glad I hit 80 books by the end of September. That's just cool.
I've been watching a lot of TV today. I watched the season 2 ep of The X-Files that I wanted to watch yesterday (Aubrey, for those that are wondering) and I've watched several episodes of season 2 of Lost. I seriously sat for nearly 20 minutes trying to decide what I was in the mood for. I couldn't find a single movie in my gajillions of movies that I had a hankering for. I even delved into Cole's movies because I had a feeling that I needed some serious escapist fare. I figured that kid movies are good for that. And yet? Nothing. I finally settled on Lost because season 2 has the creepy hatch and I can put the disc on "play all" and let it run.
And that, my friends, is just how bad I felt. Anything that allowed me to move as minimally as possible felt like a good thing.
I'm going to collapse in a heap on the bed. Wish me luck.
ETA: Book #81 - Time at the Top by Edward Ormondroyd - I have no idea why I've had this yearning to read books I read in junior high all of a sudden. It's weird. Plus, the books are decent but they take me less than 3 hours to read. I need to move on. It's time.
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