verbicide | incoming jeffness!

Hee. So I just sprayed my entire apartment with Lysol. I'm decked out in my warmest clothes and all the windows are open. I want to aerate this place before Jeff gets here. It's pathetic, because it's only been two days, but I miss that lug and I don't want him to get sick. I may muscle him into a mouth-nose guarding bandana at the door. Also, the fresh air tastes goooood (and is keeping the Lysol from gagging me). *bounce* I can't wait to get out of here tomorrow! The brief escape to the store wasn't enough!

Also, I bought some banana oatmeal for tomorrow and I'm excited, because I love oatmeal but never remember to buy any unless I'm sick.

Re-watching season one of Veronica Mars. Damn, that's a good show. So far season two's been very cool, too. I love Rob Thomas. He is the anti-JJ Abrams.

I swear to god, I'm sleeping upright tonight. I feel so much better when gravity is working for me and my mucous. Also, throat swelling is down, baybeeee!