[[ GET DOWN WITH THE SICKNESS! ]]
So right after I get my health in order I decide it's a good idea to go visit someone who's sick. Now I've got a fever, chills, and a blanket wrapped around me like some sort of Haitian midwife. I've got school tomorrow, and I can't help but be pissed at the system for not allowing an absence when I could infect dozens of students with this horrible affliction. I guess they can change the policies after they come down with this monster, since they can't allow absences since they're petty. We can't even fucking SMOKE outside of the school anymore, and they took all of the ashtrays out. We're now a "tobacco free" campus at CPCC Levine. Guess what? I throw my butts on the ground on the way into school and don't feel a pinch of guilt doing it. Fuck them, and their health-conscious bullshit. Some woman made a stank face when I did it the other day, and I looked at her and said "WELL, WHERE ARE THE ASHTRAYS HON?". Woody and Kristin are the best friends I could ever ask for, and brought me some delicious chamomile tea. I've been drinking cups and cups of it, and my fever is gradually subsiding. I can hear our president from the living room right now, and I couldn't be more proud. Finally, we're going to receive the relief we all deserve. My dad is going to basically get ALL of my tax return this year, since I owe him a good 400 dollars at this point. Wonderful. Maybe the stimulus will alleviate the broke-ness I'm about to be going through. Anyways, I'll leave this one short and sweet. There's some new artwork I've been doing under the cut. I've been playing with conte crayons.
