I can’t remember the last time I took a sick day. The agenda: 6 a.m, realize there’s no way I’m going to make it to work; 6:35 a.m., try to remember how the college’s voicemail system works and leave messages for various and sundry people whose meetings I’ll miss; 11:30 a.m., finally wake up; 1:30 p.m.; finally go back to bed; 4 p.m., get back up and find something to eat that will actually stay down (a bowl of Lucky Charms and half a baked apple were the winners); 4:40 p.m., check email and realize there’s nothing of importance and wonder why I don’t take sick days more often.
Random pics from the weekend: Roger (who has pants on, trust me) playing a fast game of Rummikub. The black and white makes the game seem pretty intense, doesn’t it?
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