'It's Hard Out Here For A Chickkkkkk'

I've been meaning to post, but I've got post-block....if that's even a word. I've been sick and have spent much of the week on my couch, drugging myself and watching mindless TV and rewriting the lyrics to what the Academy has deemed best original song. I don't have strep throat (Thank God), but I have a deep, manly cough, sneezes, and a runny nose that just won't quit. I left work early yesterday and spent today doing my Ally McBeal routine once again on my couch. I don't have a fever anymore, which is a good thing. I have no appetite and my orange juice/dayquill diet has enabled me to get into my skinny jeans. I'm hoping that I can be back to my normal self tomorrow because one of my friends is having a huge party that I must attend. I don't care if I infect everybody there with my germs ... I'm going. Wish me luck!

s/c/w