![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apocalypsosToday is officially Get Strung Out On Nighttime Cough/Cold Medicine And Cough Up Phlegm And Nap And Swill Tea And Orange Juice Until I'm Better Day. Considering it's the first day in two weeks I've had off, I feel like I'm crashing, which is just fantastic. I really hope blearily watching Project Runway episodes all day long does me some good, because if not I am so screwed at this point, seriously.
The plan is to hopefully catch up on some writing as well, but we'll see. It's sure got a damn better chance of getting done this weekend than either of the other two things I wanted to do this weekend, picking up my new laptop (my tax refund isn't going into my bank account until Wednesday) or going to see Legion (I doubt I can refrain from coughing from two hours straight, alas, and I don't like being that person in movie theaters).
I love how I'm watching the first season of PR and there's that episode where they make the costume for a "rising rock star" and it's some singer nobody gave a shit about now or then. And last season they got Christina Aguilera. Oh, show. *smishes*
The plan is to hopefully catch up on some writing as well, but we'll see. It's sure got a damn better chance of getting done this weekend than either of the other two things I wanted to do this weekend, picking up my new laptop (my tax refund isn't going into my bank account until Wednesday) or going to see Legion (I doubt I can refrain from coughing from two hours straight, alas, and I don't like being that person in movie theaters).
I love how I'm watching the first season of PR and there's that episode where they make the costume for a "rising rock star" and it's some singer nobody gave a shit about now or then. And last season they got Christina Aguilera. Oh, show. *smishes*
