Get back! I'll cough on you!

Still sick. Really fucking sick. Am tired and cranky, feel and look GROSS, am coughing up nasty burny stuff that I can feel settling in my chest, have NO food in apartment except for chips and salsa and ramen noodles and a big-ass bag of Jelly Bellies. I just want to lie around and complain and have someone take care of me and give me hugs and make me soup and tuck me in... and then when I'm all better, I can otherwise have my way with him/her. Actually, at the moment I'd prefer a her (hey, that rhymed!)... but I am WAY too sick to be thinking about sex. No one wants to have sex with the Princess of Phlegmland. Except for weird mucous fetishists, and I'm not into the kink.

*sigh*

*sniffle*

*COUGH*

Am doomed to be snotty and alone. And to fail all my classes because I keep taking really long naps that don't make me any less tired and sick but waste all my precious homework time!

In the immortal word of Ms. Bridget Jones: "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!"

That about sums it up.