Sick Sucks.

Well, since there was nothing else to do, I started this blog. It seemed like the thing to do lately. I’ve been seeing a few blogs on tumblr recently, and I just finished watching Julie and Julia so I guess I just couldn’t help myself. And honestly, tumblr convinced me with it’s Apple-like approach and compatibility.

My head is pounding. I’m stuffy. I want to cough up a lung. No, I mean LITERALLY. Maybe then I’d finally get better. I’ve drank water, and soda, and juice, and hot tea one glass after another. I’ve eaten chicken soup and taken medicine. Enough already! I don’t have any tissues left and I’ve come to realize with humility why they are so wonderful now that I only have paper towels.

I’m going to New York this Friday. I need to get better in 24 hours. To be fair, 24 hours plus the 9 hours at work before I go there. I suppose we can throw in the travel time too if we have to. But definitely by the time I reach Queens and my boyfriend, I want to be as little sick as I can possibly be.

Well. I feel a little better now. I guess this blog shit is already working. I could actually do some more self pity sick venting, except that at 11:36pm I already have stayed up too late.