I've always got one week in September where I feel like utter crap, and it looks like this is the one. Uck. Head all over-stuffed and lurchy when I stand up. Grr. And to think I got up early to do my stupid bloody reading, too. >.<
Urgh. I think I'm dying. Fever, now, too. :P
And I have an 8:30am class tomorrow. *flomps*
These "this is the best place on Earth" commercials. The ones trying to tell all the prospective Olympics spectators how fantabulous it is here.
*la la la,happy rolly music*
There will be blahblahlargenumber job openings in British Columbia by 2010.
Or something like that.
'Course, they say what any of them are.
'Cause, I mean, maybe it's just me, but I fail to be patriotically enraptured over the prospect of twenty thousand new openings for janitorial staff within the next six years. :P
Head hurts, throat hurts, can't swallow, can't breathe, can't sleep. Kill me. *whimpers*