runny nose. congestion. fever. chills. headache. body aches. sore throat.
you've made me miserable at work. you've made me sleep for twelve hours. you've turned me into a whiney little baby.
when are you going to give a girl a break, huh? stayed-the-same?? phuck you, too.
(speaking of which: wtf, wfc? trying to break my heart?)
in other news. sometimes i see myself in a mirror-- like today, sick for the first time in over a year, dressed to survive the day in comfy shoes and a plain long-sleeved tee (not black, GASP!) and i see a normal person. regular.
i had two food-centric engagements planned for this weekend, but i think i'll miss both in favor of OMG SLEEP. which also means i might be able to post some pretty numbers on tuesday for FUCKING NOVEMBER. abuh?