"Woke Up This Mornin'. . .

. . . feelin' well, crappy. I stayed home sick for the first time in months. As much as I enjoy a day off, being sick isn't the way to do it. As I sat on the couch staring at my stacks of textbooks, I knew that I couldn't just lay there, so I watched the final lecture of my Multiculturalism class. I don't think I absorbed much, but at least it's over. I'm still up to my neck in Astronomy and Social Psychology work, but I refuse to do it while I'm home sick. It can wait. The right spot of the day was when Dad came by to drop off my Valentine's Day present (chocolate!!) and stayed for a bit to visit. He's still working on the job search, so please pray for him. . .

Well, that's about all I have the energy to type. I think I'll put on a crappy movie and sleep for a while. . .