Rooster says I need to stop being such a fucking baby.
Rooster says fevers of over a hundred are no big deal. Rooster says stop whimpering about your damn hand, Lady, because CHRIST.
On the bright side, I have scared the shit of this cat with my deep manly voice and fluid cough. I feel like hammered ass which should be obvious since the main pleasure of my day has been upsetting the damn cat. J just took a trip to the drugstore for tea and many drugs and I am wondering if I will make it past seven tonight.
Sometimes I really miss having an immune system. Pretty much every cold and flu season.