Bacci is playing her favorite game, which is Slowly Dump Things off the Desk One by One Because it Fascinates Me. I'm beginning to think that she has a personal vendetta against the remote control.

I had planned in calling in one more day, as I'm still not a hunnerd percent. (It took awhile to finish that sentence as Bacci was doing everything in her power to keep me from typing. I finally threw a treat across the room to get her off my lap.) There's plenty of coverage today, and I maybe miss two days a year anymore (excluding the coupla days I missed when I fell at work) so... I don't think it was the flu, but not sure what the hell it was. MASSIVE sinus pressure followed instantly by nausea, rinse, repeat.

Went to bed at 6 pm last night and slept almost solidly until 5 this morning. Makes me wonder how late I would have slept in, had I called out for the day. The downfall is that my right shoulder and lower back hurt.

Ah, well. I have tomorrow off.

Huh. Random string of bank robberies within blocks of my house - Wells Fargo once, IQ twice - in the last week.

How many days left of Bush? Excellent.