I’m sick. Not just any kind of sick, mind you. I mean, your head feels about 25lbs and filled with nastiness. Sneezing fits that propel gooey strings of mucus across the room. My stomach has to be involved in gymnastics considering how many jumps and flips and flops it’s done this week. This is not good when you have to work 7 days a week. So I did what any sane, rational person would do. Ah, who am I kidding? I’m not really sane and rational! (OK, maybe I am, but only concerning my politics!) I skipped out on work on Tuesday, went on Wednesday(see gooey strings of mucus above), went on Thursday(decided to self-medicate; see head feels about 25lbs above), and finally called in sick to the main job on Friday. The worst part is, I’ve now passed this fun onto my little girl. Being sick sucks!

So I ask you: Do you feel bad for me yet?