Gimme all your antibiotics and no one gets hurt

[notacrnflkgirl]

(I didn't mention any of this earlier because I thought I was going nutser* and I didn't want to ruin the positive steak** I had going here)

I had a bad day and a bad night and I thought I was going irreversibly psychosomatic on myself with a sore throat ( protips) and achiness and iron taste in mouth. Stranger things have happened than a little physical manifestation-physical manifestation. But when I did my nightly tonsil check before bed, I found

giant gooey swaths of bacterial casualties

and I'm still mad at myself for needing to cancel Anya's and my plans tomorrow (and I'll probably have to call in sick to the Cheese Grater get-together, fuckin' awful, I never get to see Annie anymore) but now I'm glad I did because otherwise YOU'DA GOTTEN STREP, BB

I'm preeetty sure Mom and/or Emmy are to blame, since they've been miserable and sick since I got back from Dana and Raphael's and how did I not think I could be contagious-type sick until just now, duh @ all the evidence in front of me

Going to bed, ugh

"that's nice"

if my moping and moaning doesn't do it for you, may I offer you some art? (NSFW)

*Not out of the question, but now I know it's not responsible for my throat at least
**streak. positive streak.