fifteen things I’d really, really, really like to do today that I won’t be doing today for a number of reasons, among them work and creeping lung death.

1. Rollerskate to hits of the 80′s in a twirly skirt.
2. Bake a cheesecake.
3. Ride a tandem bike around Stanley Park.
4. Go to a spa to get my entire body scrubbed mercilessly.
5. Try on ballgowns.
6. Make a giant brunch complete with strawberry waffles and bacon.
7. Go on the backwards disco ride at Playland.
8. Buy the perfect pair of black boots.
9. Jump on a trampoline until my insides feel jangly.
10. Sing with a jazz trio.
12. Take a nap in an ice hotel.
13. Watch judge shows on tv in my pajamas, making incredulous remarks in between sips of the latte someone brought me.
14. Discover the ideal tailored camel hair coat for $10.
15. Build a table with many, many power tools.

Ah, yes.

And what do you wish you were up to?

is it day 15? gah.

Still coughing, still congested, still bleah.

And I was such a good girl and went to the doctor this weekend. As my reward, I got a fairly odd/angry/disturbing physician at the drop-in clinic, and now I could have pneumonia, or bronchitis, or a bad cold… or maybe just a big nose?

What?

Any kind of antibiotics you want in particular? Do you have a favourite?

What?

I know, I’m not sure either.

BUT I AM SO DONE.