I Should Be In Bed

I definitely should be in my bed, nursing my brand-new sore throat and cold-to-be, but of course because I've got things to do tomorrow, I can't sleep at all. Insomnia sucks hippodick like whoa.

In other thoughts, I wonder if I'll have more dreams about Buffy tonight? It's always interesting when I do. Clearly pop culture is too much on my mind.

Also, I keep getting distracted from sleep by the idea of Simmons Radio. The school doesn't have a station, but I got an announcement for a planning meeting happening next week to get one started. I'm kind of tempted to do it, if they can get it going, just because it always seems like fun! But now I'm composing playlists in my head and not sleeping at all.

I'm clearly tired, because this post doesn't make a lot of sense. Bah, humbug. I wish someone would feed me soup and tea and tell me to get my ass back in bed before I get sicker. I dislike caring for myself, I'm naturally a lazy lump.

Dear Body,

Please behave and don't get horridly sick. I can't miss any more work this pay period, and I have projects that are coming due and dates to go on and parties to plan. And a tattoo to moisturize and not infect with cold germs. I would really appreciate your cooperation in these matters.

Love and kisses,
Rachel