Failure of the Day: Sickday!

I can’t remember the last time I had a cold. That might be only real perk of telecommuting for me—complete lack of human interaction keeps a person pretty well germ free. Only a month into the office Petri dish and I caught a doozy. I milked it to the best of my—let’s face it—ample ability, coughing and sneezing and whimpering ever so softly, looking up at Chris through runny eyes and saying “Doesn’t seeing me like this just break your heart?” until he brought me some soup and Reese’s peanut butter trees.

So today I’m home, swaddled in my fuzzy green bathrobe and leaving a trail of balled up Kleenexes in my wake. Bored, slightly sleepy, a bit grumpy and smelly. Nothing better to do than write a blog.

Lately, I’ve been listening to all the music on my iPod in alphabetical order by song title. I tell you, it’s the best mix tape I’ve ever heard. The letter I is a particular favorite; not so surprising, I guess. You may notice that the playlist is a little Mountain Goats–heavy. That’s because I now have a full seven albums of theirs loaded on there. I think every letter begins and ends with a Mountain Goats song. You should be so lucky.

I Corinthians 13: 8-10—Mountain Goats
I Don’t Know—The Replacements
I Don’t See You—Camper Van Beethoven
I Feel Beautiful—Robyn Hitchcock
I Wanna Be Loved—Elvis Costello
I Want to Vanish—Elvis Costello
I Want You—Elvis Costello
I Will Dare—The Replacements
I Will Follow You into the Dark—Death Cab for Cutie
I Will Grab You by the Ears—Mountain Goats
I.O.U.—The Replacements
Idylls of the King—Mountain Goats
If You Were a Priest—Robyn Hitchcock
In Bloom—Nirvana
In the Backseat—Arcade Fire
In the Garage—Weezer
Inflammatory Writ—Joanna Newsom
Insurance Fraud #2—Mountain Goats
Interlude—Muse
International Small Arms Traffic Blues—Mountain Goats
Intro—Muse
Invisible Kid—Metallica
Is This It?—The Strokes
Island Garden Song—Mountain Goats
It Froze Me—Mountain Goats