No Explosion

Unfortunately, my face did not melt off today. I say unfortunately because I would have done anything to have my head explode. It felt like it was splitting in two slowly so why not have it pop in a blaze of glory and possibly land on the front page?

The infection is not better.

I barely made it through the day.

I probably should not have even driven home from the bus station, since I was dizzy enough to almost crash the car and had to stop and throw up. J rubbed my head (while I cried and after I had emptied about ten gallons of snot out of my face in the shower) and made me canned spaghetti and I feel a little more able to deal with living.

I actually have fun and interesting things to write about (no really! I mean to me but still!) if I ever stop feeling hungover--I didn't even get to get smashed to earn this sucker.