WOE IS ME, OBVIOUSLY.

[kaiserkuchen]

Throughout the day, I am either constantly sounding like a chain-smoking, seventy year-old grandma OR a eleven year old boy whose voice just broke. And my nose is congested like all fuck, which means that breathing(through my mouth) is one hell of a pleasure right now. My throat feels like raw hamburger, and I really liked the one moment last night where I was coughing so hard I thought for a moment that I'd be throwing up on my bed. GOOD TIMES. At least Sabrina is out at the moment so I can fully give in to all my disgusting throat-clearing choking noises. I clearly need to go rob a pharmacy tomorrow, my cough syrup clearly isn't cutting it anymore.

Which is why I basically spent today watching some more Mad Men and hacking a lung up in tandem with the guys on screen some more. Joan Collins is one hell of a minx and god do I ever still want to do Don Draper. Or rather, Jon Hamm dressed up like Draper, because the character is sometimes a giant effed-up douche, so yeah.

TOMORROW I WILL BE GOOD AND ANSWER STUFF I GUESS (RIN YOU ARE ALIVE AHHH I ♥MISSED♥ YOU AND LOL I THOUGHT MY INBOX WAS ON THE FRITZ man when you say you 'catch up', you sure as hell mean it eh? ILU BB~~~)

Comments

[everysecondtues.livejournal.com]

I hope you get better soon. ♥

[luscious-mangos.livejournal.com]

Good luck with robbing the pharmacy!
*sends healing♥brainwaves(just in case if the robbing doesn't work out)*