biohazard

it's ten to six (yes, easteners: i said ten TO six) in the morning and i'm awake. i just left my supervisor a very froggy voicemail telling him i'm going to stay home today. then i spent ten minutes coughing up whatever green, chunky aliens have taken up residence in my lungs. fun! today will consist entirely of going back to bed, a hot bubble bath, going back to bed, soup and going back to bed. i really hope this self-tlc will finally rid me of whatever plague i'm afflicted with. i'm utterly sick of being sick.