saifai | Bah. This sucks.

I'm home sick again this afternoon. My problem this time? My body has tensed itself. It's a strange feeling. My muscles are so sore, they feel like I've gone ten rounds with a kangaroo and got the crap beat out of me for my efforts. Hubby came home on his own lunch break to check on me, thought maybe massaging a few sore muscles would help.

As it turns out, my muscles aren't tight or tense. They're completely relaxed. And sore as hell. Go figure. A call to my doctor suggests it might be some weird ass flu. I don't know. Could be I guess. I was sick this weekend and never did get over it to the point I could say with confidence I was feeling fine.

Bah. Enough of that. I can move my body enough to swing my hands up on a keyboard and operate a mouse, so I'm good. *gr*

Speaking of naps, I've had strange dreams lately. Or rather strange reactions. I have a normal dream. Me, a former bleached blonde actor, and fun in the sun on the beach. I wake up and my brain immediately starts downloading it into the Spander converter. Within an hour, my brain is replaying my dream back to me in Spanderese. Not complaining here. Soooo not complaining. But still, it's weird.

Before anyone asks, no I haven't been writing any of it down like usual. No plot bunnies for you!

So yeah. I'm bored now. Bored, bored, bored. I'm gonna go catch up with 2 days worth of fanfic and try not to worry about my poor hubby going off to the gallows to try and explain to the big boss why exactly I'm not at work this afternoon.