Me feel sicky...

Did anyone else get sick after our all-night talk sesh?  Or is the post-brunch illness just something that befalls me alone? The sickness part of our wonderful brunch tradition seriously needs to end.

I had to miss class today. I hate missing class. Really.  

Why am I writing this on the blog?  Partly it is my attempt to induce sympathy and visits, but mostly it's my boredom.  I have watched all the online entertainment I can take.

No porn, don't worry.  But I did watch Sophie's Choice--great. great. movie.

Okay. This is the worst post ever.  But hopefully it works in getting your sympathy, and possibly your attendance to my (and Mike's) election party tomorrow, instead of those other stupid ones that you say you're attending (aahhhemmm Ames and Hads).   And I swear, I'm not contagious.  

So see you tomorrow?

K bye.  Love you all.  

p.s. the real reason I missed class today was because I refused to change my clock yesterday.  I demand a redo of this year's daylight savings time.