You know what? I love the smell of hot toner in the morning. Really. There's something comforting about the smell of a nice, hot, 20 page fax coming in. Mmm. So... office-y. Almost as nice as the smell of fresh laundry right out of the dryer.
So yeah, pretty much feeling better than yesterday.
Spent some time on the couch yesterday lying on my left side to try to take the pressure off of the right side of my sinuses - I think that's why I was getting dizzy. The cat curled up with me on the blanket and purred and then the boyfriend made a light, delicious dinner for us and we watched some Family Guy reruns. So really, I can't complain.
Wait a minute, I don't know what to do when I'm not complaining. No wonder I'm having a case of writer's block.
More later....
p.s. Does anyone remember the song that's the title of this post? It really gets stuck in your head. "Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow..."
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Brimful of Asha
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That's a good song. Now I'll be singing it for a while. You know what smell I love, air from tires.
Don't remember it. But I like the idea...
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