Since the doc went ahead and prescribed me some antibiotics, which I started last night, I figured I was good to go into work this morning. However, I was immediately told to leave upon my arrival. I guess a sick recruiter is not a very good recruiter since we're supposed to sound all chipper and bubbly and excited to FIND YOU A JOB! I guess I look and sound more like a dying animal...looking for a place to die. Or take a long nap anyway.

It wouldn't be so bad if my internet connection to my work laptop didn't crap out on me every 3 minutes at home. Then at least I could go through resumes and tag people to call on Monday. Instead I am blogging (fun, but totally useless) and watching Hurricane Rita coverage. At least I won't be so in the dark in regards to THIS hurricane. It reminds me of when I was still in college and spent my days watching round the clock war coverage.

Right as my alarm went off this morning the cat jumped into bed with me, cuddled up against my side and started purring like crazy. It was like she was telling me, "Don't bother going to work, just stay here rest and be lazy like me!" But at least when I try to go in and get sent home I know I made an effort to suck it up and work through it. Also, I don't want to get fired for seeming like a lazy bum trying to get out of work and making up illnesses and such. This way they get to see, with their very own eyes, "sick Joyce" in all her glory.

I am so behind at work. Sooo very behind >< At least it's Friday. And my mommy and daddy are coming down this weekend! Yay for parental sympathy and attention! Even though they are really supposed to be here to help my sister move into her new apartment...