aleksa

Monday comes, and I feel like death on a Triscuit (spelling?). I'm sick, and I'm tired, and I'm sick of being sick and tired. I'm gonna curl up on the couch, drink too much peppermint or green tea, and watch movie musicals (already made it through "Rent" this morning). One of my biggest regrets? That I have no singing ability, and I SO wish I could. Can't carry a tune in a bucket, my dad the musician got that talent.

Cough cough....