This is a very abbreviated Thursday Things as I’m feeling like crap today. Just so you know.
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The other day, I checked my home voicemail from work and was surprised to find a voicemail from an investigator at the Clark County Coroner’s office in Vegas. Turns out he was looking for information on the woman who lived across the hall from me until she died a few years ago. In her apartment in Hollywood. Not in Vegas. A little odd if you ask me.
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Last night was date number two with Divorced Dad. We had dinner at Chan Dara in Hollywood then came back to my apartment and talked for about an hour. It should be noted that unlike Mugged Guy, Divorced Dad did open my car door. But anyway. Dinner was delicious and the conversation was pretty good. I learned a little about why his marriage ended, a lot about his kids, and then we bonded over 80s music and Dr. 90210. I do believe a third date is in the works. Also to be noted: There’s no way Divorced Dad is 5′10″ like he claimed to be, because even with my tiny one inch heels I was towering over him, and I’m only 5′9″. But it’s okay because his awesome arms more than make up for it.
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In TV news, there is no news! Sweeps is over and the programming is all weird now. I have Top Chef and The Biggest Loser on Tivo, so please don’t tell me what happens. And no How I Met Your Mother this week. What was that all about?
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In tonsil news, I got a really bad sore throat on Tuesday afternoon so I visited the doctor Wednesday morning. He did a Strep culture which will most likely be inconclusive as I had only finished my last dose of antibiotics a week prior, and they stay in your system for up to ten days. Anyway, he said it appears I have a virus (yay for a totally shot immune system!), and am to “take it easy” this weekend. And by that he means a) no alcohol and b) no group events or parties. Could there be any worse time of the year for those social restrictions? I think not. And to top it off, this weekend I was supposed to attend my first ever cookie exchange. I’m so sad.

The two good things to come out of the doctor’s appointment were that a) since it appears to just be a virus, my surgery is still happening as planned and b) he sprayed my throat with Novocaine so it was completely numb and didn’t hurt for most of Wednesday. Love that stuff.

Unfortunately, I woke up this morning with a crazy headache, bloody nose, and super sore throat. I’m going to pop some Extra Strength Tylenol (oh yeah!) then go back to bed and hope my virus and the Santa Anas are gone when I wake up.