whatiwas

I love my smoker friends, I really do, but today will find me as far as I fucking can from you.

*snorts more salt water*

my sinuses feel like they've been run through with sandpaper. how can that possibly feel good?

ugh ugh ugh.

other than that, I feel pretty good, about eighty percent today--only the usual sluggishness that comes with being so out-of-it. my body clock somehow got thrown off, too--I still have to double-check what day it is, and time has become even more meaningless than normal.

being sick sucks.

fortunately, my voice has more-or-less returned.

oh, wow...credit card call.