Exactly 4 weeks.
I missed my book club meeting last month because of the stomach flu. And I'm missing tonight because of this chest/head cold.
A sad puppy am I.
Miserable, actually.
Despite my eyeballs being ON FIRE, I've been reading.
Finished another one:
And this one?
Had me laughing.
Although, it could've been the expired cold meds that had me abit punchy.
This book?
Reminds me of The Big Bang Theory - or "Sheldon Looks For A Wife".
So funny.
And insightful.
“Asperger's isn't a fault. It's a variant. It's potentially a major advantage.”
“Restaurants are minefields for the socially inept”
“But I’m not good at understanding what other people want.’
‘Tell me something I don’t know,’ said Rosie for no obvious reason.
I quickly searched my mind for an interesting fact.
‘Ahhh…The testicles of drone bees and wasp spiders explode during sex.”
“I need not be visibly odd. I could engage in the protocols that others followed and move undetected among them. And how could I be sure that other people were not doing the same - playing the game to be accepted but suspecting all the time that they were different?”
I'd recommend it.
Also, I found this really funny this morning; a video of two dads who experience simulated labor pains.
Again, it might be these meds. Which expired last fall.
K. That's it.
I need a nap.
Happy St. Patrick's Day.
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