I think the wrong voice won the argument

[mousme]

There was a twenty-minute argument in my head this morning. It went something like this:

"It's 7:00. You're late. Get up."

"No. I feel like crap. I don't want to."

"You're going to be late. Get up."

"I'm going to call in sick."

"No, you're not. Get up."

"Yes, I am. I'm staying in bed, where at least it's comfortable, even if I'm miserable."

"No, you're not. You have to go to work. Get up."

"No."

"Yes. You have responsibilities, bills to pay, cats to feed. Get up."

"No."

"Yes. Get up get up getupgetupgetup GET UP!"

"Oh, God, fine. Anything to make you shut up."

"Bwah."


I'm beginning to think the wrong voice won the argument.

Comments

[slipjig.livejournal.com]

I'm guessing this would be the voice that's telling you to go home right now?

[toughlovemuse.livejournal.com]

If you're still not feeling well after work, I don't think anyone will kill you if you miss band practice. You probably know this already, but I thought I'd point it out.