I'm at home sick, I've expectorated my lungs and various body parts. I've not slept more than 6 collective hours in three days. My abs (which were previously non-existant)feel like shredded wheat.I just wrote this post about how awful this year has been, the most emotionally and physically draining, weather beaten, politically ridiculous/scary, expensive, sucky year...
and I lost the post.
So, I'm not going there. Suffice it to say, I am so ready to do the pretty princess wave with a "buh-bye" to this year (after kicking it square in the fanny). I am so ready to celebrate royally this new year of promise and unchartered territory. If my poor little liver was not already near collapse from the meds I've taken the past few days from the Illness of 2005, I'd be having a party like you wouldn't believe...like Laverne and Shirley
So start the bus and hurrah for the New Year I say, and 2005, you'd best be going.