Mleh...
I am sick. blech.
Not SICK sick, where I have a fever and nausea, which is good.
But I cold-sick, where I feel like my world is wrapped in a blanket of discomfort and my throat tastes like metal and my sinuses are pressuring the rest of my face to mutiny 'cause they have more wieght to throw around than anybody else. My sinuses hate me. The apparantly terrorized my immune system into leaving a day or two ago and now they are working on all the other parts of my body, starting with my head.
My director has looked like pestilence and death for the last few days, but she's so busy she can't stop and sit and recover. Everybody in my classes are coughing and sneezing....it's only september! Geeze, the campus isn't supposed to sound like an infirmary until november at least.
Well, now it's my turn. I just feel MLEH. and I require tea. And now I'm off to the Con for 9 hours of rehearsal. but not in a row. so, I'll be home come midnight.
Pray Aesclepius that I recover soon.
Not SICK sick, where I have a fever and nausea, which is good.
But I cold-sick, where I feel like my world is wrapped in a blanket of discomfort and my throat tastes like metal and my sinuses are pressuring the rest of my face to mutiny 'cause they have more wieght to throw around than anybody else. My sinuses hate me. The apparantly terrorized my immune system into leaving a day or two ago and now they are working on all the other parts of my body, starting with my head.
My director has looked like pestilence and death for the last few days, but she's so busy she can't stop and sit and recover. Everybody in my classes are coughing and sneezing....it's only september! Geeze, the campus isn't supposed to sound like an infirmary until november at least.
Well, now it's my turn. I just feel MLEH. and I require tea. And now I'm off to the Con for 9 hours of rehearsal. but not in a row. so, I'll be home come midnight.
Pray Aesclepius that I recover soon.