I started antibiotic this week for upper respiratory (still crossing my fingers I was headed for bronchitis instead of CMV reactivation), the herx hit last night (I'm an aging Lymie), the dreams got weird, and I woke up around midnight with this song playing over and over in my head.
Scott was going on about my incredible memory yesterday (don't remember why, haha), how I can remember in great detail things I've heard or seen even months and years later, so sometimes I think about what it'll be like in a nursing home someday, obsessively singing show tunes that pop into my head. Never know what's going to happen in the old folks home.
Meanwhile, I have accidentally made fudge of the hot chocolate I started on the stove, and then nearly destroyed my laptop nearly dragging it off the table when I jumped up with the earphones still around my neck. Gonna be one of those days. Twink and burrito are still upstairs, if we want breakfast in this house I'm gonna hafta get my head together.