Thursday, April 29, 2004
Not dead yet
But still kinda wishing I was; do you know I was running a fever of freakin' 101.2 this morning?!?!?! I mean, Christ on a cracker, I can't remember when the last time I ran a fever was. Probably blocked it out of my mind, though: the aching bones, the chills, then the sweats. Kinda makes me want to wash my linens and jammies, but that would entail moving, and I'm not so much about the moving today. Oh yeah, and the litterboxes. Good thing I can't really smell anything right now ...