definitely coming down with something despite my best efforts to stay healthy. i feel like death but luckily my days off start tomorrow.
we've had a little shuffle and i'm losing my roommate to her own room down the hall, and a new roommate moving in on the first. hopefully she'll work out. the up-side of this is that i get to move my bed into the corner by the windows. rock.
i'm feeling so much better about work ever since i told my boss i can't do five days a week anymore. part-time is always more fun.
was forced to cheat on the sugar thing a little bit at work today (for product taste-testing purposes) but, as i'm considering this a lifestyle change and not a short-term diet, i've decided not to count it. it was probably only the equivalent of half a cookie, anyway. so, that makes eight successful days without sugar.