Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.

Or more precisely, premature. I may not be dead yet, but I sort of feel like it. Chills, fever, aches and pains, body wracking cough that, horribly enough, makes me pee if I'm not careful. Yes, I am most definitely sick. Too sick for my brain filter to function properly, so I'm going to cut this short before I ramble on endlessly about stuff no one needs to know.

Like I haven't showered in two days. Don't judge me, I'm freakin' sick here.

Until the next time...I'll be whining for more orange juice and tissues.