I've been sick since Sunday. Normally, by day 3 of being sick I start to feel somewhat better. No, not this one. This cold is brutal. I have all kinds of colors being coughed and sneezed out. I'm dizzy, and it seems every morning I feel worst then the day before. At this point, I feel like I am not going to get better, I'll just be sick for the rest of my life.  I was always the sick kid with the weird sicknesses(sp). I got scarlet fever in elementary school. Isn't that supposed to be one of those illnesses that was irradicated a long time ago? I am so sick, that at 28, I called my mom over to my apartment and she patted me to sleep. I know that sounds weird, but when your delerious a mother's touch is like gold. ( Thanks Mom!! Your the bestest Ever!!!)  My doctor is booked solid until Monday, WTF? I might not make it. So anywho. I'm going home now. I can't work, I can't even see, and I'm pretty sure that I've been here long enough to spread my germs. so maybe next week I can be in the office alone and actually get work done.

Song: I'm Ready - Happy 2b Hardcore vol. 7 (I <3 this whole cd)

Movie: Bill -n- Ted's Bogus Journey (Station!)