bad apples.

What's really frightening? Waking up in the morning and seeing red, itchy spots all over your stomach, sides, back, legs, and arms. Hopefully it isn't chicken pox. The doc will let me know tomorrow morning. I got sent home from work because I resembled a modern-day leper. Wonderful.

So, instead of sassing people and serving beers all day, I'm curled up in bed listening to Ira Glass' beautiful voice and snoozing on and off until Wes gets off work.

Hopefully by the end of the day, I don't look like this..