The experiences and exploits of a college grad trying to make it in the "real world:" leaving school and friends in New England, moving south, and living with her boyfriend. Watch as I pretend to be an adult.
Really, really terrible. My throat hurts, I'm stuffy, lights seem way, way too bright, and my brain is all fuzzy and disoriented. I can't remember the last time I felt this crappy.
Come to think of it, that is probably only partially true. I mean, at least in my case, every time I'm sick is the "crappiest, must horrible illness ever." I don't really remember my colds and flus well enough to accurately judge, so I don't really know if this is the worst I've felt in a long time. But I do know I'm feeling pretty damn crappy.
Anywho, I'm curled up on the couch watching that most fantastic of comedic gems, The Holy Grail. The only nice thing about being sick is that Elija turns into "super boyfriend" and takes care of me. In fact, he's off to the grocery store to get me orange juice.
