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I am death.
Or so I feel. I hate being sick. I used to get this cold often. It starting with a runny nose, scratchy dry throat, and sneezing. Then it morphs into a chest conjestion, lots of painful coughing, and a sinus infection. I've affectionately named it The Plague.
I haven't been as sick the last few years, maybe once during my graduate degree. Probably has to do with taking care of myself better than I did during my undergrad. But it still sucks as much as I remember it being.
So much to do, too. Was going to apply for a job yesterday, then actually go to the office today and talk to people there. Maybe discuss interning with them. I'm also going to a friends wedding on Saturday, and I really need ot finish making my wedding gift to them. Hopefully I'm feeling a little bit more alive and energetic tomorrow.
Speaking of, I'm exhausted, so off to bed for me. Someone wake me when they find a bloody cure to this cold.
Or so I feel. I hate being sick. I used to get this cold often. It starting with a runny nose, scratchy dry throat, and sneezing. Then it morphs into a chest conjestion, lots of painful coughing, and a sinus infection. I've affectionately named it The Plague.
I haven't been as sick the last few years, maybe once during my graduate degree. Probably has to do with taking care of myself better than I did during my undergrad. But it still sucks as much as I remember it being.
So much to do, too. Was going to apply for a job yesterday, then actually go to the office today and talk to people there. Maybe discuss interning with them. I'm also going to a friends wedding on Saturday, and I really need ot finish making my wedding gift to them. Hopefully I'm feeling a little bit more alive and energetic tomorrow.
Speaking of, I'm exhausted, so off to bed for me. Someone wake me when they find a bloody cure to this cold.