LAME

Oh self. How do you fail so hard?

In the course of a single afternoon/evening, I have: acquired a huge bruise on my hip from walking into the corner of the railing on the walkway in front of the dorm, given myself a stomachache from eating too much junk (mostly popcorn at the movie), and done that thing where I'm walking (on a perfectly flat sidewalk even!) and step on the outside edge of my foot and my ankle buckles, sending me in an undignified sprawl on the sidewalk.

Sometimes I really have to wonder how I've lasted this long, when I can turn even walking down the street into a slapstick routine.

ETA: Well, I guess being sick could also explain the upset stomach. And the fever would certainly explain why I went from being all dead from the heat to shaking so bad my computer's making morse code messages against the bed frame. Son of a bitch. I'm signed up to work tomorrow, and I really don't want to have three weeks out of five where I have to send my boss an apologetic email saying LOL SORRY I MISSED WORK I SUCK. I damn well better feel better in the morning. (and WTF body, I felt fine a few hours ago!)

ETA2: God, Pepto Bismol tastes foul. *shudders* And I feel bad about using roommate's (unopened) bottle without asking, but she's not here and I can't find my first aid kit, and I think she'd mind this less than me puking in our room. And I did wash the dosage cup like five times in scalding water, so. PLEASE WORK SOON.

Gah, sorry for the spam, but I can't sleep while my stomach's upset, and it's really terminally boring lying in bed trying to figure out how high my fever has to be for how long before I can justifiably call out sick from work again.

I HATE BEING SICK.

*bleh*

Sent my boss an email apologizing profusely for the fact that  will not be in to work today because I have the plague.

Stomach feels better but still pretty ooky. And my fever's down from 101.6 to 100.4. BUt now my head hurts. And my SKIN hurts. Fucking hate being sick.

GOING TO GO BACK TO BED AND DIE NOW.

Stupid Plague

I am a very lucky person sometimes. When I went to check my email a few minutes ago, there was an email from my religions prof saying that she is still sick, so class is cancelled again on Monday and the assignment is not due until Tuesday. Which really sucks, because I like this class and I was looking forward to the matsuri lectures, but...now I can stay home in bed and get some more rest and not have to worry about it. I also emailed my lit TA and got permission from him to turn in my paper rewrite on Wednesday instead of tomorrow, which was incredibly cool of him. As much as I hate this class sometimes, he's really nice.

My fever's almost gone, but I still feel like I got hit by a bus. I haven't even had the energy to read fanfiction today, I've just been bumming around on blogs and stuff. All I've eaten is about half a bowl of udon, but given how much my stomach was not a fan of that it's probably for the best. I hope I feel better tomorrow, this really sucks.

*goes back to watching Star Trek and napping*