So, it really sucks that I am still coughing, but I am not surprised because when I get sick, it goes to my chest and I cough for weeks. However, one of the strange things about being sick this time is that I have had no desire for food. none. I just don't want to eat. it's like I am depressed. the other odd thing about this is that when I haven't eaten, I start feeling very menloncholy. did I mention that I had to put myself to bed twice on Monday? it was bad. However, on the upside, it appears that not only am I looking almost svelte (ok, that's an exagerration, I will never be svelte, my boobs are too big) but, today, for the first time ever, I am wearing the pants I am wearing. Usually, there is far too much pulling and cellulite on my ass to wear the pants that I am wearing (it's a three piece suit, jacket, pants, skirt. I usually wear the skirt. today I couldn't find the skirt so I tried the pants).they fit! very well! oh happy dance.
And, in other happy news, I conditioned the crap out of my hair (which has been on the frizzy side since all the dying madness) and now it feels so soft I can't stop touching it. which is a little creepy because I keep petting my hair and looking at myself in all the glass doors. more than usual (I can't help it. every time I see my reflection, I'm amazed that it's there. It's a surprise, like looking at pictures of myself. every time I see me I go, "hey, look that's me!! so that's what I look like. cool" so really I'm not narcissistic, (mostly) I'm just facinated with my own image. uh, um, yeah)
In other news, not nessesarily happy, my tea smelled like the petting zoo this morning. so either they are feeding the goats chrysanthemum tea, or um, the petting zoo tastes good?