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judecorp(And I'd do it again.)
Still sick. I managed to fall asleep last night around 11pm (thank goodness) and woke up at 5am with a sore throat and an entirely blocked set of sinuses, complete with pounding head that seems to go WAHWAHWAHWAH every time you move. I was out of other medicine, so I took some ibuprofen hoping it would chill the head.
Around 6:30am, my wonderful Jennifer found one dose of DayQuil in the bottom of her backpack. I can't believe the difference. Aside from the fact that DayQuil turns me into The Human Sweating Menace, it's good stuff. I'm not one to take medication, but I have to say that at least today, I am a slave to DayQuil. I even went to buy more. I feel like a completely different person than I did at 5. Thankfully.
The only thing that sucks is that I have lost my voice /entirely/. Work shall be interesting.
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Last night, there was a gross looking bug spazzing out on my bedroom floor. (I think the cats had gotten to it.) It was nas-tay! I don't /think/ it was a cockroach, but I don't know if I've ever seen a cockroach except in Georgia, so I'm not sure. It looks like some other bugs I've seen in my bedroom, but if they were roaches, wouldn't they be in the kitchen with the food? Ew. Jen was all, "When your lease is up, you're moving."
I suppose now's as good a time as any to spill the beans: We're moving in together.
Still sick. I managed to fall asleep last night around 11pm (thank goodness) and woke up at 5am with a sore throat and an entirely blocked set of sinuses, complete with pounding head that seems to go WAHWAHWAHWAH every time you move. I was out of other medicine, so I took some ibuprofen hoping it would chill the head.
Around 6:30am, my wonderful Jennifer found one dose of DayQuil in the bottom of her backpack. I can't believe the difference. Aside from the fact that DayQuil turns me into The Human Sweating Menace, it's good stuff. I'm not one to take medication, but I have to say that at least today, I am a slave to DayQuil. I even went to buy more. I feel like a completely different person than I did at 5. Thankfully.
The only thing that sucks is that I have lost my voice /entirely/. Work shall be interesting.
~//~
Last night, there was a gross looking bug spazzing out on my bedroom floor. (I think the cats had gotten to it.) It was nas-tay! I don't /think/ it was a cockroach, but I don't know if I've ever seen a cockroach except in Georgia, so I'm not sure. It looks like some other bugs I've seen in my bedroom, but if they were roaches, wouldn't they be in the kitchen with the food? Ew. Jen was all, "When your lease is up, you're moving."
I suppose now's as good a time as any to spill the beans: We're moving in together.
