I almost miss high school, where sick was a holiday, and got you out of working for the day. Here all it gets me is the fact that I can't get to sleep because I can't get comfortable, because I think I have a fever and the window being open, for once, is *not* making the room cold. And all food tastes like sandpaper. And I get to miss class, but it puts be behind in all of them for a week. This adulthood thing SUCKS.
*plods back to bed, where there's nothing to read because I've read everything I have...*