In bed at 2:50 in the afternoon

There's nothing quite as self indulgenant as laying in bed with a cold, actively pretending to sleep just to have a moment of peace away from your mother and your baby. Nothing personal against either one of them, they just happen to be more trouble then they are currently, collectively worth when I'm sick. Yes, yes I know just count my blessings that I've got a mother to help me when I'm sick...blah blaah blaaah. Shut up, I'm sick. Now send me some tea.

I lied in my Ethics class last week. I couldn't resist the irony somehow and I just went for it. As much as I enjoy the whole "life long learner" thing,  sometimes it's a bit hard on the ego to be clearly the oldest in the class. So when Professor Doogie H asked if anyone in the class had seen My Left Foot I had to raise my hand. I hadn't seen it but felt it important to identify with this cultural reference and separate myself from the doe eyed herd. This lie, so early on in the class has left me feeling guilty so I borrowed a copy from the library to watch before the next class. I didn't watch it and just to top it off, I might not return it. Ethics is my gateway drug.