cornerofmadness

Last night I started feeling yucky around 2 AM. At 5 AM I woke up shaking and thinking you might want to get up NOW. Of course my stomach's just nauseated enough to be miserable and audible a county away with all the grumbling but it doesn't want to get sick. That's when you start thinking if I just make myself sick I'll feel better. Instead I trundle back to bed and it is spinning like I had been to a kegger. Fine. The Cosmos hates me. Either I was right and that chicken was funny (but it had no reason to be. It never sat out) or I have the flu.
The mom calls way before my alarm (because why would I want sleep) to tell me that the plane tickets to FL which were only 200$ about 2 weeks ago when Evil Little Dog mentioned she might sell the house are now FOUR hundred dollars. That's a month's salary. Hear me sobbing? Yeah, I just bet you do. I didn't buy them earlier because well ELD wasn't sure what she was doing and I wasnt' going to FL twice if I didn't have to. Now I have to.
And I can't even take today off. There's no one to cover class. We're already behind and we're trying to leave the sonic bomb on for hours to scare out that raccoon. I can't be here when that happens. I might as well just go to class and get sick on them. I should go touch the obnoxious students just in case it is the flu and not food poisoning. This is not a way to start the week.