Video Killed the Radio Star

W00t. That's right, another post. I think this will technically count for the twelfth, but really it's like four posts in one day.

So now I'm sobered up (off my decongestant... weee) but I feel craptastic. Probably shouldn't have gone out. But I needed to get out of the house, I hate just lounging about. And my temperature is acting funny. And shoot, I feel sort of nautious now.

I sound like such a hypochondriac. But I'm not. Or I don't think I am... I'm not like purposefully one. Maybe outside sources of stress really can affect your physical health. But if you ask me, sinus drainage is a pretty odd mental reaction to stress. Headache, nausea, yes, I can understand those. But somehow a runny nose, uncontrolable body temperature, and the type of sneezes that rip your brain apart seem more like environmental illness.

Ack, well, another interesting night in hell. My good ol' workplace. Gag me to the max.

Weird phone call from Elizabeth. That was cool.

And that's about it.