Blergh.

Losing my voice, nasty (yet still rather annoyingly unproductive) cough, etc. I'm staying home.

Back to bed I go.

Blergh, part deux.

It feels a lot later than 2:30. Which is odd, because I spent most all of the morning sleeping.

I hate upper respiratory congestion. I also hate bronchial congestion. I have both.

*is lonely*

Comes of being accustomed to being fussed over when one is sick--when there's nobody around to fuss over me it makes me sad. Couple this with being just not sick enough to want to clean house, and you get a very frustrated Pixel. That said, I am probably going to do some low-impact cleaning anyway, because it will keep me from going insane.

*sigh*

I *was* going to be going grocery shopping tonight, too. Dammit.

Because I am bored...

pixel39 is intense.

You're no-nonsense, to the point, working all the time, looking to die an early death in a bathroom somewhere when your body finally gives out. Way to go.

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