Bitching: March 2008 Archives

I had big thoughts to speak of but  just spent the last hour trying to figure out why my Twitter badge (See green square, upper right) displays my quotation marks all screwy. Now I'm exhausted from struggling with discouraged brain cells. And my ass is numb.

Goodnight.

Some people dream of the day when the doctor says "What you need is some rest. I insist that you spend at least the next few days in bed."  And I admit, I was one of those people. Until now.

I've been in bed for approximately 24 hours and I'd give just about anything to be allowed to do something besides surf the internet and watch movies. Do you have any idea how bad daytime TV is?