The Plague

So I have been sick for days, I think it is the plague or something I am sure feels similar. I am so sick I can only stay awake for an hour, two at the most before succumbing back to my sick bed with a bottle of Nyquil to give me another 10 hours of drug induced bliss. I am feeling miserable, I have to be better in three more days so I can go to Ms. Dancer’s bachelorette party which by the way I am planning, and Ms. Rambo has given birth and I cannot even see the little cherub. No one wants people with the plague around their brand new bundle of joy.

So I am home alone, snot running down my face, whining at the fact that I am sick at all.