Ugh. You know how many different times I've written this post?
So, I'm on wonky meds, I'm flirting with someone, I'm coughing all over my guitar and spending my days watching things like Pitch Perfect and reading books and trying not to let my fever reach boiling status.
The apocalypse is coming because I'm running out of meds and all out of orange juice and will eventually have to go to the market.
How's your day?