||[Mar. 18th, 2008|08:17 pm]
I can't believe how much I've been sick so far this year. Right now I have a good and proper cold/fever/cough. The kind where you are hot and then cold and there is a fine line between dreaming and hallucenating. Even better, I have therapy tomorrow. I really can't cancel. I've needed to talk to Mark for over a month now. Blargh. Hope I don't get him sick. I know it's my own fault, as I was rather careless over the weekend. Not only was I sleep deprived, but I went outside in a tanktop, and then hiked about 2 kilometres in the snow the next day while I was exhausted. Kinda worried about feeling okay for Friday but if it gets really bad, I'm gonna offer my ticket to Emery or someone else who can't afford to go to the show.
My head is throbbing but I cannot fall asleep. My nose is dripping but I can't find any cotton balls. I've learned the hard way that stuffing kleenex up my nose only lands me with a respiratory infection. I'm so glad we have popsicles and gingerale. Ed stayed home from work today too.
I am so glad someone invented tea.
My Pokemon Master is not online. :(
I constantly feel like I need to pee.
Too tired to think of anything else.
Menthol upsets my stomach.