cornerofmadness

First I had a series of weird dreams
The first was

evil_little_dog and i were vacationing in Japan and were having trouble packing because we had bought SO MANY souvneirs. Then we realized that was the least of our problems. We had read our tickets wrong the flight home was the day before and we were told we had to wait a MONTH to find another flight. We were crying we couldnt' afford such a thing

Then the dream changed and I was driving up to a strip mall and they had the road closed to put out a mega super sale on all those blow up holiday decorations, Halloween and Christmas but they didn't close the road at the entrance so i had to back up the car and swing it into a parking spot. Somehow though I jumped the curb and hit another car and I do mean hit. I backed up over the hood but got off and found a place to park. But even though no one had seen me I was going to leave my name, number and insurance info but every time I found enough clear space on a piece of paper it wasn't enough to hold the information and all the other paper I had was red but so was my ink pen...uh brain?

But I felt fine getting up. I wasn't sitting up five minutes when it felt like someone had sledgehammered my head. Ten minutes later

evil_little_dog IM's me to say her eyes hurt so she might not be around and I say, 'i'm kinda nauseated and i have to go grocery shopping anyhow.' By the time i'm dressed my nose is running like a garden hose. I barely drag myself through Krogers. Get home, spend the day vomiting and blowing my nose as if I got BOTH flus I had in the last two weeks back in one day.

Fall onto the couch and find out that one of my favorite movies is on TNT ( Silence of the Lambs ) sort of watch it as I fade in and out of consciousness. Finally once Lector is off to eat Chilton I drag into bed and sleep for an hour. I feel better now, still exhausted and a little nauseated (but that could be because I've yet to eat anything today) But at least I'm not blowing my nose at the moment.

Being sick sucks.