First Sick Weekend

It's been a sickly past couple of days up in hurr.

Beyond my sinus cavities being so dried out and constricted that it feels like my face is swollen and cement has been poured in my skull, everything I've eaten has caused my stomach to rebel in a loud, angry and exhausting way. Bleh.

Basically I've been doped up on cold medicine and stuffed with nasal spray since Wednesday. And since I feel like I'm in a permanent vise-grip, and my head is all swimmy, my annoyance tolerance is at an all-time low. And my crazy is at an all time high. I'm talking "yelling at inanimate objects like they're people" low/high crazy. For example, the following is an exchange I had with our toaster oven last night:

Me: GOD DAMNIT TOASTER OVEN THAT WAS MY LAST BAGEL WHY DID YOU BURN IT WE'VE TALKED ABOUT THIS BEFORE

toaster oven:

Me: NO DON'T PUT THIS ON ME IT'S NOT MY FAULT I WALKED AWAY TO WATCH DANCE MOMS AND FORGOT ALL ABOUT IT *cries hysterically*

So I definitely feel like I'm a cross between Emperor Palpatine and one of those girls from a creepy feminine hygiene commercial. It's fun.

cozy

 
But Dog has been supportive. Yesterday he slept on my legs for a few hours, effectively pinning me to the bed. I don't know what it is that's so soothing about a sleeping pet. Especially Dogs, though. A dog snore is the best white-noise ever.

supportive Dog is supportive

So I napped and outlined and watched bad TV. All in all, it wasn't a bad way to waste an afternoon. And then last night I started running a fever off and on, and had bizarre fever dreams of Joey Gladstone trying to rape me in a snowy field. WHAT.

Thank god there were no puppets involved.

I'm feeling a bit better today, but we'll see how I feel in a few hours, since it's always worse at night. Eugh.

Oh, and I'm also proud that I can say, finally, after 13 years of public schooling, 4 years of studying English in a University setting, and 4 years of professional work experience, that I have learned the proper use of who/whom. Basically, if you can answer the question with "him/them" then you use "whom."

nerd-smug.

anwyho, now it's time to watch scary movies and make cupcakes. Nom nom.