Day of the living dead
Each day I got up last week I checked my will to make sure that I left my bills to the appropriate person. Each day I got out of bed last week was a day I thought I might die. There was insane stuffiness with sinus headache, throat pain, ear aches, chest congestion, fevers and aches. Each day I would email Dr. B first thing and let him know that I was probably going to die that day and that it was nice knowing him.
To think I spent spring break on the couch with the dog when I could have spent it dancing on tables in bars is really starting to piss me off.



Reader Comments (3)
Imeldas has some cute shoes right now.