10) I can see the plus side of missing work outs for a week--I get endorphins easily, they make me feel happy, and I'm inspired to return to my beloved blog.
9) Showers feel like the best experience, and you know man, I, like, feel really connected to the world, man, it's like the plumbing goes through the wall, man, and then it goes underground man, and, like, when you think about it, man, everything's connected to the ground. Duuuudddde.
8) I can spout cheesy cliches like "I'm high on life!" and not care when people look at me as if I'm a moron.
7) After a week of coughing up phelgm and feeling miserable, I no longer feel miserable but can instead examine the coughed-up phelgm and marvel at nature's color palette.
6) Cleaning, a task upon which I normally embark solely so that I don't live in slovenliness and filth, now seems like a wonderful happy fun-time activity for my Tuesday afternoon, assuming there's nothing good on TV.
5) The ISP that keeps dropping my Internet connection has been downgraded to the spawn of Satan rather than the dark lord himself.
4) Ummm . . .
3) Endorphins fading.
2) That phelgm is just gross.
1) Life sucks.
Endorphins. Riiiggght.
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