sniff, sniff, cough, whine
written @ 11:21 a.m. on 2001-10-11

I'm sick.

I probably just have a head cold, but I'm such a baby when it comes to being sick that I'm acting like I'm practically on my death bed. I'm achy and cranky and my eyes hurt. I slept for 14 hours last night and then woke up and blew my nose for an hour. I'm officially out of Kleenex and am now using toilet paper. When I tried to go back to bed, I could feel my heart beating in my nose *throb throb throb* and couldn't sleep. My lips are chapped, my eyes are watery, my feet are cold. *pout*

I want a popsicle.

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