Day 40 (SICK)
Screw the sheet. I'm not doing the sheet until I can think. And I can't think to do the sheet with my head pounding like this. God, I haven't had a fever like this in...god.
Please tell me we, you know, get meds here in solitary. coughsneeze. This is rediculous. I just need something to take the edge off.
Seriously, Ashelin, either get me some damn NyQuil or something or just put me out of my misery.
(Ooc: Torn's sick and out of it. Thus, for the few moments it took to type this up, he was delusional and thought Ashe was around. Oh well)