I'm pissed...
I got sick overnight. Like REALLY fricken sick. Which makes me cranky. Veeery cranky.
I can't tell if I have a temperature because I can't find the thermometer and I've got cold-sweats. I haven't been able to keep anything down all morning due to the body-seizing coughs. I feel like my lungs are trying to pull a Denethor: light themselves on fire, run through the courtyard, and hurl themselves off the side.... The courtyard being my throat. My entire chest burns.
It just pisses me off. I very rarely get sick, but when I do, it's the day before Tony's birthday party. I was so excited yesterday because I got my shopping done, but now I'm wondering if I'll be well enough to deliver it. And do they want to hang around someone who could pass the plague onto them?
It's not fair! My birthday's next week, too! I'll bet you, flat money, that I'm sick over my own damn birthday.
I can't tell if I have a temperature because I can't find the thermometer and I've got cold-sweats. I haven't been able to keep anything down all morning due to the body-seizing coughs. I feel like my lungs are trying to pull a Denethor: light themselves on fire, run through the courtyard, and hurl themselves off the side.... The courtyard being my throat. My entire chest burns.
It just pisses me off. I very rarely get sick, but when I do, it's the day before Tony's birthday party. I was so excited yesterday because I got my shopping done, but now I'm wondering if I'll be well enough to deliver it. And do they want to hang around someone who could pass the plague onto them?
It's not fair! My birthday's next week, too! I'll bet you, flat money, that I'm sick over my own damn birthday.