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I am sick. Not dying; I have no fever and I can still walk, but I'm being a baby about it, so after going through yesterday and almost falling over when a coughing fit hit me, I'm staying in bed today.

I hate it. I had to cancel my piano lesson, because the thought of going up all those stupid stairs and coughing all over his beautiful Steinway makes me cringe. I've had two lessons this semester, thanks to the wedding. This should have been my fourth. And considering how stressed I was last Friday, the second lesson practically didn't count, since I couldn't get past the second line of the Moonlight Sonata and almost cried. We spent the thirty minutes going over practice techniques.

My life doesn't suck as much as I make it sound, I promise. It's just when I'm happy and busy, I have no time to write about it, and besides, who wants to hear daily drivel?

Blech. This is daily drivel.

And one off-the-wall question, why on earth is someone visiting my diary all the time off a link on komradphil's diary? I've perused his writing and found no direct links to me... so, what's up with that? (btw, cool name, Phil. Liked 1984, didja?)

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