so, it was strept throat.
i fell victim to it...
couldn't curl up on my couch in a shivering fetal position because all weekend my apartment was swarming with workers installing cast iron pipe and also a backyard patio (no i can't use it)
so i went to the doctor on friday at 11:15am - he told me the news and i headed straight down to my mom's
she actually let me rest. i am halfway done with that potter book...
on the cruddy side, mom woke up today with the throat and chest cold... i am still feeling like crap but came home this afternoon....
my place is filled with dust from the worker guys...and i was in the bathroom and noticed that the toilet paper was on backwards adn it was NOT my usual scott tissue...
okay - i am glad they changed the TP but it still creeps me out that up to 20 of them may have been sitting on my ter-let.
(the fact that my favourite actress ever passed away this weekend saddens me as well)

