sick

Thank you, presidents, for giving me the day off tomorrow.

Although I plan to spend the day cleaning, and maybe shopping for some new window blinds and bedsheets, it's better than going to work.

I should go to IKEA next weekend, but the place kind of scares me. I can never find what I want. Oh, I know how everything has part numbers, and you go to the warehouse place and find the number and all. But say I see a sofa I like. I probably need to know the number for the frame. And the number for the particular color cover I want, which is sold separately. But they don't tell you that.

I just want to go in, see a God damned cheap sofa I like, and buy it without having to figure out all the parts!