NOW I am sick.

I’m doing NaBloPoMo this month because I am bored out of my mind. The theme is “Now.”

I basically slept all Memorial Day weekend, at first, I thought that I was just bummed out about the world events occurring right about now. But then I started to have Bathroom Emergencies of various kinds and I thought “Food poisoning!” but that only ever lasts like a day or two at the most, so now I’m thinking, “STOMACH VIRUS!?” Gross.

I had my first real physical therapy appointment today and talked trash about the Lakers the whole time and about how much I love Ray Allen (former Sonic, current Celtic). That did not make the PT people happy – you see, if you live in SoCal you MUST be a Laker fan. I told them that I’d be a Clipper, Kings, or Warriors fan before that ever happened.

Yes, I like basketball. Since the Sonics are no more, I don’t really follow the regular season and I barely pay attention to the playoffs, but if a former Sonic ends up in the finals, and he wasn’t a dick (Gary Payton) or a Laker, I root for that team.

To the PT people’s credit, they did not torture me but gave me some excellent therapy and I came home feeling beat up in a good way and went to sleep.

I woke up a little bit ago and hung out with Tom while he watched a biography of Ron Howard that I think we’ve seen before, but whatever. Then we watched the 20th Anniversary Reunion Special of Laverne & Shirley, which I think first aired twenty years ago. And now, I’m lying in bed trying not to die of stomach virus grossness.