
Between work and getting through these last few weeks of my singleness, I managed to contract this annoyance of a cold. Maybe subconsiously.. I wanted to get sick.. but then again maybe not. Someone suggested that I had purposely let my body hack up a few lungs so I could lose a few pounds. It seems to be working but I don't think that was my desire result.
I've also been lucky enough to get bitten 7 times.. that's right.. 7 times by a pesky mosquito while Anthony was off having fun with the boys white water rafting for his bachelor party. Anywho, I still have not found the bugger.. bah!
On top of that... I had stayed home after losing my voice to rest, not remember that I had parked on the street cleaning side. So now I have to spend $55 that I was not planning on...
not fun Bob... not fun...