I reckon the sooner I get the spring cleaning done, the sooner spring will come. To that end, I’ve been going pretty much non-stop since Friday. I cleaned the bedroom today – you can actually see the floor now. Granted, cleaning the bedroom basically created 6 loads of laundry, but hey – floor. That’s a start, anyway. The kitchen is clean, the living room is .. well, it’s lived in, and as far as I can tell there are only three pairs of jeans left on the floor in various places for me to pick up. They’re all mine. I have too many pairs of jeans, yet in the same vein, I don’t have nearly enough.

Ed is sick. The cold that started with Josh has made its way to Ed and Shan, and they are both sniffly and full of germs. Seeing as I am apparently the only one of us who does not make out with Josh on a regular basis, I am fine – except  I am still experiencing wikked back pain with occasional nausea and vertigo.

I didn’t think I needed to point this out, but I don’t *really* have herpes of any kind. It’s just the generic term I use for all my aches and pains. I’m coming clean with my lack of herpes because several times in the last two days someone has been searching for “kimli herpes” on the internets and inevitably stumbling through here. I don’t have herpes, okay. I am disease free. The only true condition I have is a touch of hypochondria with a hefty dose of melodrama. I could easily nickname my imagined diseases something else, but I find it is in terrible taste to crow about my seven cancers or nine AIDS – so herpes it is. I have fourteen of them!

The thought of doing laundry is abhorrent to me. Maybe I’ll just play video games instead.