Tomorrow morning I am leaving on vacation for a week. So what happens? Today I wake up sick with a swollen and sore throat.
Hoping to salvage what I can of my desperately needed break away from school and work, I rushed off to Urgent Care first thing this morning for a magical cure. Instead of re-claimed life, I was slapped in the face with "you've got a virus that is just going to have to run its course" and, because the doctor felt bad for me, I was handed a prescription for antibiotics for the road in case things get worse while I'm gone.
So I'll be heading out 2,000 miles from home with a virus in tow. Do I need to buy it a plane ticket? *sigh* And before you ask, I'm not oinking or growing a curly tail. Nope... the Aporkalypse has not claimed me.
In other news, I randomly uploaded an old video on LiveVideo a few days ago (which, might I add, took a grand total of TWO DAYS to encode). The same day it became available, it was featured. Woo hoo, right? Well if you call getting 57 views something to celebrate, then toss that confetti.
I guess the Old Gray Mare, she ain't what she used to be... (*eyeballing LV, not myself*).
In other, other news, or well, getting back to the first item of business, I'm decidedly treating my virus with coffee and chocolate chip cookies. It is an experimental procedure.
I'm remaining hopeful, and unsubscribing to Murphy and his nonsense laws.