To tell you the truth, I wouldn't wish this on any kind of animal. Strange expression. Haven't seen a dog really sick so far. Wish I wouldn't feel so awful.
Suffice to say that my right eye is tearing like a leaking faucet, I can barely see anything and I have to grab for a new tissue every other minute. And my nose feels like a piece of raw meat. Great.
Life sucks. The flu sucks even more.
I'd better go back to bed. I guess I'll have to miss out on the X-Files today, and answering my mail will also have to wait.
Wonderful first day on the new job. Right. Could somebody shoot me, please?
- Mood:
sick - Music:Christian Rock -- at least in my head.

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