November 23, 2004

My head feels as though it's stuffed full of megasized cotton balls. I'm tired of blowing my nose, tired of coughing, tired of feeling like shit. God, I hate being sick. I've had this bloody cold since Thursday night, and it's not getting better even though I'm taking echinacia, vitamin c and tylenol cold by the handfuls. And of course, it would being during exam week, when I need to really use my brain.

I pretty much effed up today's first exam in my computer class, and yet I don't really care. One more to go at 4, plus a tutoring session tonight at 7 and then I'm spending the evening in bed with Robert Rankin's The Witches of Chiswick and my yeti. Huzzah.

My weekend was alright...it was nice to get away from school, even though most of the time I just wished I was back here watching movies and playing Pyramid on Yahoo! Games. Actually, what I really wanted was to be at home, with my parents and the dog. But I'll be there soon enough, I suppose.

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