FW... the thing you do on those days when your brain is fried...

So... I've been sick all weekend. Dreadfully sick. As in, I never get this sick. And, to boot, not only do I get sick, but my body decides to layer different illnesses on me. Bargh. The woes of being mortal. But, on a much brighter side, when you get wiped out like that, you find out that people are really nice and super caring... I guess you find out how good people really are.

My friends and roommates have been absolutely wonderful to me. On Sunday when most people found out that I was feeling icky, within the next couple of hours I had a pot of herbal tea and a jug of orange juice brought over, roommates offering to cook dinner for me, and people almost literally throwing drugs at me. (Wohoo!) "Oh, here! Take this, it works wonders!" "Hey, do you have Airborne? Take some of mine!" "What? You're living on cough drops? Dude, here's two packs of cold medicine." People are wonderful.


Man, the funny thing about being sick and being on drugs (oh yeah, and sleep deprived :) ) is that you are totally not coherent. I was trying to talk to my roommates last night and I was giving them WordHurl. Rather pathetic... I'd go to say something and I would completely get the wrong word, or pronounce it like I was drunk. I think I gave up after a while. Meh. That's why everybody needs to learn sign language. Probably wouldn't help much when my brain was broken, but at least it looks more artistic :D.