CLAWING BACK From The Low Ebb Of SICK

So I went to the doctor today and they told me I HAVE A VIRUS


And I'm like SO WHAT DOES THIS MEAN ARE YOU GOING TO GIVE ME MEDS

And they're all NO

JUST DRINK WATER

And I'm like OK COOL

I'VE TOTALLY BEEN DOING THAT FOR A WEEK BUT YKNOW OK.

No, I understand that there's not much they can do. Basically I just have to trust my body to be all like OH HELL NAW VIRUS DA HELL YOU DOIN GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE

YOU ARE A VIRUS YOU DO NOT BELONG IN MY STOMACH

BITCH I WILL CUT YOU


And my immune system has proven on many occasions that it is more than capable of going ghetto on sicknesses' ass, so. I'M CONFIDENT. You go, self.

So now I just have to tough the rest of the week out, and by then I SHOULD be over it, since viruses only last about a week or so.

In other news, I CAN OFFICIALLY COUNT DOWN THE DAYS TILL SPAIN ON MY FINGERS.


Th-..that means there are now 10 days left, if you didn't realize. I'm still debating whether or not to be that kid with the video camera who goes around pestering everyone like ISN'T THIS THE GREATEST EVER OH MY GOD SAY HI TO THE CAMERA GUYS.

But I'll probably leave them mostly alone. Mostly. I'll probably just be like OH LOOK BUILDINGS YOU GUYS the whole time anyway.


For now I've got to go finish some piddly Bio work and then probably get ready for bed since tomorrow is a LOOOONG day and I don't yet know how I'll be feeling in the morning.

THAT'S A HINT TO YOU, SELF. That virus had better be gone by morning or I'll...I'll punch myself in the face. MARK MY WORDS.