If it was a blogspot issue, I think I would've pressed the shiny red "x" in the top right corner of my screen, already.
Or at least the small shiny "x" on this tab.
(Mmmm, tabbed browsing. Yummy.)
But, I'm sick.
Lovely, right?
Yeah.
I'm always sick.
Maybe it's some DNA screwup or something fun like that.
But this time, it's all-out.
My head is as heavy as a bitch, my throat kills, and I can't breathe.
Better yet, I can cough all I want, but I still can't solve the last two problems.
And on top of it, around 2:3o in the afternoon, my PCS kicked in.
So not only couldn't I breathe, but it hurt to try.
(PCS means Precordial Catch Syndrome, by the way.)
((Wikipedia it or something.))
And my family, being the anti-medical system group they are, wants me to do all of this home remedy crap.
But I refuse.
I'd rather pop a few Sudafed's and hit the hay.
Because I'm a horse, now, and I do that.
lult;;
++ Chels!`
++ Chels!`
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