sweats

i'm sick. i struggled into work this morning (against my gut feeling that i should stay home) and ended up leaving at 10. slept on the couch for a good part of the early afternoon and then read and hydrated for the rest of the day.

when i got dressed this morning, i put on tights under my pants (unheard of) because i was cold. i had a tank top under my sweater. by 9 am, i was in the washroom, peeling my extra layers off because i was sweating. i just thought it was warm. i realized it might be time to go home when i started sweating while sitting in my chair.

i don't recall being this sick for a long time. the last time i called in "sick", i was feeling not great, but i could've gone in. in fact, by 10 am that day, i was feeling better and should've gone in. this time, totally different. i'm achy and sweaty. i sound like Barry White with a cold. i've pretty much emptied out my nasal cavities several times over throughout the day. my nose is raw (and that's using Puffs with Lotion! imagine if i had used regular tissue!). my eyes hurt and are watery. i'm coughing. and i can't hear very well. what?

i'm hoping i feel better tomorrow. i hate missing work.

rugged

i read somewhere that when a woman is on the Pill, she is attracted to men that have more feminine qualities - pretty face, lean body, less hairy. conversely, women who are not on the Pill were supposed to be attracted to the complete opposite type of man - beefy, rugged, hairy. i never believed this theory, until now.

you know my type - blonde, blue-eyed, athletic build, short-cropped hair, clean-shaven. muscular has never been something i've been attracted to.

and yet, my long-standing celebrity obsession has been Dwayne Johnson. my newest crush at work is 6'2", broad and muscular. i've been more attracted to men that have a day's worth of growth on their chin (i went to work today to do some OT and 3 of the men had a day-old beard and each one was sexy in their own right because of it....rawr!).

don't get me wrong - my pretty boys still get my attention. but it's like a switch was flipped in my head and, although i still love to look at them, my belief that pretty boys are the ones I should be dating is no longer that strong. I would look ridiculous next to them! i don't want to compete with who has more hair care products, you know?

i like rugged men now. rugged men, not pretty boys. except my new work-crush is still four years younger than me :)