Jan 10, 2006 18:46
I was sleeping close to where the brush thickens, But it's not exactly plush pickens.
How? How the fuck can this still be happening?
I'm still sick. I woke up and started aspirating on mucus. I must have coughed up it up in my sleep. I leaned over my bed and threw it up. A nice green glob of the shit. I didn't even wipe my mouth or nothing. Just went back to bed. That was two and a half hours ago. Since then I've eaten dinner and kind of changed my sheets. I have held a consistent fever of an average 100 degrees for the past four days. HOLLA. Fevers are semi gangsta. They definately help fight infection but they surely are bitches to combat. They aren't the most pleasent sleep aides either, what with the midnight sweats and the rigors.
But, even with the aches and the drugs prescribed to me to match I tried to get into work today to earn some money. My boss took one good look at me (I was sweating and shivering at the same time) and laughed. Then I went home. I fell asleep upon arrival. I woke up really dissoriented. My throat hurts. Wah.