The most constructive thing I did today was roam around my house wiping telephones, doorknobs, light switches and faucets with Clorox wipes.
Around 4pm, PD said to me, “Oh, by the way, Happy Valentine’s Day!” I instantly choked up. Add to the already runny nose and watery eyes.
I also watched Gus Van Sant’s Last Days. OMG what a total waste of electricity.
I tried to sleep but the freakin’ phone wouldn’t stop ringing.
I’m going to work tomorrow no matter how lousy I feel.
Oh yeah, and I went outside for like 5 minutes for some fresh air and set off my car alarm. Don’t ask…
Now I’m going to go shower off some of this extremely appealing (cough) sweat.
Then I shall retire and say some prayers for all those worse off. This is the end of my pity party, folks.