FFS life.

I am still... still... sick. It's really starting to piss me off. If this cough isn't better after Easter, I am calling the doctor. I'm exhausted from coughing and I'm getting muscle spasms in my back from the cramping over every hacking cough.

Oh well. Other news...

I cut Pea's hair today. The plan was to buzz it off with a trimmer, but he didn't like the machine. So scissors it is. It's a bit hacked, but considering he's a bouncy 2-year old, I think it's a decent job. At least now he's not sweating down the back of his neck anymore.

My original plan was to spend the Easter holidays at my mom's, both to have some company and also to have someone to lend a hand with Pea. However, after only one night I was stressed out and uncomfortable, so I went home and left Pea to sleep one more night with grandma, while I tried to sleep off my cough. Needless to say, that did no good and I'm a little worried how I'm going to make it through the weekend.

On the fannish front, I'm pretty dead too. Watching House for no real reason, other than to confirm what I already knew: That I ship House/Wilson and that I have a really hard time watching anything that even hints at kids getting hurt.

Have several bunnies, but the cough kills them. Bah.

Whatever. Meh. *cough hack sputter*