I wrote this really long, fabulous entry earlier and then diaryland ate it. Thanks, diaryland.

Anyway. Boyfriend has mono. That stinks, and mono is really wierd - it's the least spectacular illness I've ever seen. I am used to the way zach gets sick, which is usually in some giant way - coughing up a lung or projectile vomiting or whatever. But this involves lots of sleeping and really crazy fevers. Poor curt. I feel really bad for him.

I don't have mono though. Apparently I have had it before, so my illness is the flu. Yay. I am to rest and drink lots of fluids.

Digs was wierd today - hostile. I don't like that, so I've been kinda laying low. Plus I have nothing to contribute to the breastfeeding discussion except that man, I am SO GLAD I don't have any children. SOOOOO not ready to deal with any of those questions, wow.

I think I am going to take boy some soup and sobe after work. That's a nice girlfriendish thing to do, right?