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Thursday, January 17, 2008
Ugh, I have a cold. I shouldn't complain, as I don't have, like, breast cancer like one of my mother's good friends, and I'm not like, projectile vomiting or anything gross like that, but I'm still wallowing in my misfortune. I've had extreme sinus pain, constant runny nose, mucous ahoy, and now I'm coughing like a beast-- and not even relieving coughing, but mostly dry hacking coughs (with only a slight "catching" of phlegm to be heard), leaving my chest sore and my throat shredded. Sigh. I hate being sick. What's worse is that all I want to do is lay around, lick my wounds, drink Diet Coke and watch poor TV and have sympathy thrown at me feet. Of course, no one is giving me much sympathy as "everyone is sick at the moment" (this is usually said with utter contempt, like I'm just bunging it on, and that I should be lumped in with the rest of the plebs who whinge and get days off work because they feel slightly sub-par). Hmmph. I don't care what people say, I know I'm sick! I have my tell-tale "cold" pimple next to my lip (I get it every time I have a cold!), and I have my other charming cold-symptom being my semen resembling warmed cottage cheese upon emission. Very, very gross.