I Wish I Were A Mac

This virus is a bugger.

At one point, I thought I was going to die...not like "oh my god, I hate throwing up so much I wish I were dead" but more like "oh my god if I could actually get up off this bed I would head straight for the knife drawer and kill myself because I can't take it anymore."

I don't usually get colds, but I have the feeling this is a real bugger of a cold. My dad just got it too, poor guy. He said it was worse than a regular cold. Which is great for me, because I just thought I was a wussy. But no, this really is a bugger of a cold.

My whole body feels like it has been filled with adamantium metal (not unlike the way Wolverine was injected in the movie X-men Origins.)

I think the universe is laughing at me, saying "Oh if Hugh Jackman can do it without sedatives, so can Jourdan."

Yeah, THINK AGAIN universe!!! I might just go overdose on Nyquil on purpose just to spite you...

I need something to punch.

If only I had the energy to lift my arms from this dang keyboard.

Sick Day

I'm sick.


I'm sick, and I'm moping.


I have schoolwork to do, I have to get someone to cover my shifts at work, and I have to find someone to teach my classes. Ughhhhhhh. *wipes runny nose*


The doctor said I will be contagious for the next 2 to 3 days.


I haven't gotten a cold for YEARS...now I know what I was missing...so not cool.


I am going to finish my online classes for the day, then pop in You've Got Mail. I'm already in my pj's.



Now I'm just going to wipe down this keyboard with some lysol. Be back in a few days....that is if I haven't died by then :)


Told you I was mopey...

XOXO
Sick Jourdan