I’m sick
This is especially irksome to me for several reasons. Let’s take a look at them, shall we:
1. Being sick is for the birds. for realz. sux.
2. This weekend is my alma mater’s homecoming. As such, my old sorority (I say old because I graduated 5 years ago, but I ‘spose I’m a sister FOR LIFE) always organizes a smashing weekend full of food and lots of drinks. I’m unable to attend the kick-off gathering tonight which means I’m also unable to show how thin/beautiful/successful/all-around-charming I’ve become since graduating. sux.
3. I can only breathe out of one nostril. sux.
4. This puts a damper on my plans of finishing up getting settled into our home. I can only hope that the paint fumes (damn this head cold, I WILL be painting) will have some positive impact on opening up my airways. kinda sux.
5. The combination of Dayquil, Coldeeze, and Alka Seltzer cold is doing weird things to me. sux.
