New Year, new icon, same BS.

First, I'd like to call everyone's attention to my new icon, featuring my dad. This year, everyone in his fantasy football league took two pictures for their news page, one happy and one not happy (depending on whether they won or lost) to be run with a recap of each week's results. My dad won this year's championship (which is two in a row for him!!), so they ran this picture with a snarky little article written by one of his buddies. The article was funny, but it was the picture that made me laugh my ass off. So, with his blessing, there had to be an icon.

The icon is not used inappropriately, though. A big, loud, resounding YOU SUCK is in order to my week as a whole. I have been down for THREE days, home from work, missing infinitehippo's birthday shindig and having to cancel plans I had with Carly & Tim that I was REALLY looking forward to. All because of this lovely cold that decided to show up the day after New Year's. Blah. It's been ping-ponging around my body for days, and after leaving work on Tuesday, and a miserable Wednesay spent in bed, my mom came to get me Thursday (as promised) fed me soup, and convinced me to stay at their house again today. I'm sure my immune system is better for it, but as someone who is easily house happy, I'm about to start scaling walls. Still, I'm in much better shape being here than I would be at home. They're here to make sure that I'm resting and not cleaning, and relaxing and not obsessing. We've had some good talks about things and it's been great to be here in general. Of course, I wish I were frigging better already so I could be in Jersey City seeing my friends and playing with their new puppy tomorrow instead of sitting at home being LAME (oh, I'm sorry, I mean "resting and getting well," whatever, go FASTER, dammit), but such is my life. *sigh*

New Year, new icon, same BS.

First, I'd like to call everyone's attention to my new icon, featuring my dad. This year, everyone in his fantasy football league took two pictures for their news page, one happy and one not happy (depending on whether they won or lost) to be run with a recap of each week's results. My dad won this year's championship (which is two in a row for him!!), so they ran this picture with a snarky little article written by one of his buddies. The article was funny, but it was the picture that made me laugh my ass off. So, with his blessing, there had to be an icon.

The icon is not used inappropriately, though. A big, loud, resounding YOU SUCK is in order to my week as a whole. I have been down for THREE days, home from work, missing infinitehippo's birthday shindig and having to cancel plans I had with Carly & Tim that I was REALLY looking forward to. All because of this lovely cold that decided to show up the day after New Year's. Blah. It's been ping-ponging around my body for days, and after leaving work on Tuesday, and a miserable Wednesay spent in bed, my mom came to get me Thursday (as promised) fed me soup, and convinced me to stay at their house again today. I'm sure my immune system is better for it, but as someone who is easily house happy, I'm about to start scaling walls. Still, I'm in much better shape being here than I would be at home. They're here to make sure that I'm resting and not cleaning, and relaxing and not obsessing. We've had some good talks about things and it's been great to be here in general. Of course, I wish I were frigging better already so I could be in Jersey City seeing my friends and playing with their new puppy tomorrow instead of sitting at home being LAME (oh, I'm sorry, I mean "resting and getting well," whatever, go FASTER, dammit), but such is my life. *sigh*