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Current mood: sick
This is the worst stage of strep, I think.

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Current mood: sick
My tongue swelled up overnight to the size of my entire mouth cavity, so I dragged my sorry butt down to the doctor. It looks like strep. For an extra $30, he would've taken a culture to make sure, but hey, I'm poor. I try not to take drugs for things I don't really need to, but when my throat gets like this, I've learned my lesson before.

I can barely talk. I had to quickly call Marcus to get on iChat with me so I could tell him what was wrong and ask him to call me in sick to work. Even that short call caused such excruciating pain that I wanted to cry.

Current mood: sick
Yep, it's midnight and I'm awake. Not because I want to be, but my poor throat is so sore that I can barely swallow. Yay. I figured it is better to be sitting out here than keeping Marcus awake. I knew I was coming down with something this afternoon. When I got home from work, I was so exhausted that all I wanted to do was crawl into my bed. I did sleep for a couple of hours then, but the darn dog needed to go out and woke me from my rest. That's when I noticed the throat was a little scratchy. By the time Marcus got home from work I had a fever. Oh, boy.

Good news is I don't have to go to school tomorrow. It's a class that teaches about computer hardware and maintenance and the teacher wanted me to test out of it because she knows I'll be bored silly. Of course, crappy school that it was, my CollegeAmerica credits don't transfer over. The only obstacle would have been if my credit hours dropped below part-time and thus I couldn't qualify for financial aid. Looks like that won't be a problem, though. I'll need to scrape together $100 to take the final in five weeks.

That's going to be a little difficult if I don't get more hours at work. The manager scheduled me for five (yep, 5) driving hours this week. Wheeeeee. Pair that with last week's sales being down $5,000 from the week before and $8,000 the week before that. Have I ever mentioned I get paid a percentage of sales for doing dough? The manager is taking a vacation next week. I'm betting the owner is not going to do any advertising until he gets back because he doesn't think the other management morons can handle it being busy by themselves. *sigh*

Well, I'd better go gargle with some warm salt water and try to get back to bed. I was going to go in to do my dough about 4 a.m., but that's not happening. Maybe I should just call in sick. I haven't done that in ages. It'll probably do me a world of good. Guess we'll see how I'm feeling tomorrow. G'night.

Current mood: confused
Do you ever get weird comments to your posts that make you say, "HUH?" One showed up in this entry today that at first seemed like spam, but the URL this person left is non-existent. It doesn't have anything to do with the post, nor is it trying to sell anything. The post is almost a year old, how and why did this person come here? I don't get it. Who has got the kind of time to do stuff like this? Geez.

Current mood: buzzed
Good: My friend Nina brought me a 10 oz. box of chocolate covered espresso beans. I ate several of them while waiting to snipe an eBay auction. Yum.

Bad: I washed them down with cup of hot chocolate that contained a double shot of espresso. I also lost the auction.

I'm not feeling too well at the moment.