Sick.

Last night I picked up s4 from work, and we went and had some pizza before stopping by 433 and mollysaurus's birthday party at the Rad, er, Sheraton. Before dinner, my throat kind of started to hurt. After dinner, it hurt a lot more. Then it hurt so much I could barely sleep. I think I've been running a fever since I woke up. I attempted to nurse this with a mango drink from the Wedge deli (mango drinks are the bestest things ever), even though they were out of vanilla oatscream and I had them put chocolate in it instead, as I really just wanted something squishy and cold. (It was kind of weird, but not unenjoyable.) My eyes ache and I'm all stuffed up. I went to the concom meeting anyway, 'cause I'm a trooper, and would have felt even worse if dangerdhotrod had gone all by himself, after working a double shift until 3am. (The hot tub felt very nice.)
So tonight is going to be miso soup and probably some rented movies. It sounds very nice, actually.

I've decided I am not going to go to work tomorrow.
So there.