illin'

I finally caught this bug that my roommate and a few of my coworkers have had lately. It's a sneaky one, too. I spent the whole weekend in bed, pretty much, but only after spending all of last week wondering why I was so tired all the time. It's just this all-over aching, exhausted feeling, with a really nasty sore throat. I'm hoping it passes quickly, but that doesn't seem to be the pattern with other people. Bah.

Having so little energy is reminding me how much of it my schedule actually takes. When I'm daunted by the challenge of pouring some orange juice, putting a Ren & Stimpy DVD in the player and dragging a blanket to the couch, it kind of pisses me off that I have to balance so much school and work and friends and hobbies in the first place. Those are things I'm usually really grateful for.

My roommate said "Yeah, that cold sucked ass. But at one point, it was like, I was so fucked-up, it was almost like being on drugs? And it felt good. Ya know?"

So, I guess there's a light in the middle of the tunnel, too.