Mar 30, 2012 12:09
And I'm like what the fuck.
I could not sleep last night. Know why? Because my mouth/inside of my nose tastes/smells like woodsmoke for some weird ass reason, and every time I exhaled I heard bubbles! Bubbles!
It's in my chest now! And these little fevers keep flaring up.
Goddamnit.
My birthday is on Monday, and I refuse to be sick then. I have big plans for being 28 and they will not start out with whateverthefuck this thing is. And if it turns into something heinous like a pneumonia or some shit, I am going to be really put off.
On the plus side, I'm writing pr0n right now, because in between the irritation there are bursts of things. (feel free to go there.)
Ugggh. This week. Oh, and I didn't get that bonus. Because life is unfair.
(though, someone made of kitten eyelashes and rainbows brought me soup and hand-picked flowers last night while i was convalescing because they love me. and that was very cheering, so thank you.) <333333333333
friends,
i can't even,
bitter much?,
sick,
life