Sep. 16th, 2008
I have never loved hot soup as much as I do right now. It was not the most delicious thing in the world, but it soothed my throat all the same. If it hadn't made me so dizzy because of the heat I might have gone back to the little shop to buy another cup. /o\
Throat hurts, can't breathe, dizzy spells, too sore to do hardly anything and me stuck here at work. I'm almost hoping that Rich decides to send me home because we aren't really making any money, it's all just going out and out and out. Or if I didn't have to come in tomorrow, that would be fine with me too. We'll see, we'll see~.
And now the headache comes just as I finish writing this. Hurhur. Such joy I feel, such joy~.
I just want to go home and crawl back into bed... T_T
Throat hurts, can't breathe, dizzy spells, too sore to do hardly anything and me stuck here at work. I'm almost hoping that Rich decides to send me home because we aren't really making any money, it's all just going out and out and out. Or if I didn't have to come in tomorrow, that would be fine with me too. We'll see, we'll see~.
And now the headache comes just as I finish writing this. Hurhur. Such joy I feel, such joy~.
I just want to go home and crawl back into bed... T_T