Deathbed
Sunday, April 15th, 2007I am dying. I don’t mean in the sense that I am overwhelmed with work (well, that too), but I mean I am physically dying. I woke up in the middle of the night to throw up last night. I woke up again this morning to that same delight. My body is incredibly sore, I have a fever, and my throat is scratchy. Also, lunch came back up as well. I am dying. Please save me.
