Illness

Reports of my death have been exaggerrated...but not by much.

Holy mother of SHIT! I hope never to be sick like I was sick last night. Convulsions, sweating, fighting for consciousness...needless to say I'm at work today feeling pretty beat up and my stomach is really, really not too happy with me.

Yeah, as Nena said earlier, I'm feeling better- but I'm so not at 100%. 60% is probably a more realistic estimate...

Seriously, I long for sick days. I've never had sick days, like, ever. No job of mine has ever come with them. That's pretty sad, yo. This is why I'll never undersatnd people who have them and don't take them. I've lost count of the number of days in my professional life when I've been too sick to work, but too broke to call in.

Ugh, today totally qualifies.

Don't worry, I'm not spreading my illness by being here, I'm just being miserable and trying to set myself up for a productive week. Yup, I can rock out, I really, really can. I just have to buckle down, get some planning done and I'll be all good.

:)

Did that make any sense? Cuz I still think my ability to focus is a bit compromised.