sentenced to bed

i'm sick. it's in my chest. that's the bad news.

the good news? i didn't have to come in until 10 this morning, and was told i could go home an hour and a bit early too. so, for being at work for about 4 hours (we also went out for lunch, so our 1 hr break was extended to 1 and a half) i will get paid for a full day.

and! there's more! i have also been told by gerry that i had better be in bed (nursing my disease) and that he'll make dinner and baby me! yay!!! so i'm laying in bed, box of kleenex, some water and halls nearby, smelling sexy with tiger balm rubbed into my chest (it feels a bit more like a burn than usual, but it's a good burn, so i'll take it).

oh! i almost forgot. last night, i got a call from isabel, she was listening to the radio and there was a canada day special on...okay, it wasn't on canada day, but it was close enough! all canadian music, tonnes of canadians texting in to wish people happy canada day... actually a couple of irish people did too, saying they love canada and stuff. i believe one person wrote:just wanting to say hey to all the west coast canadians here in ireland! happy canada day! ursula