This week was marginally less miserable, but I'm still not over this horrible bug. I got over the malaise and fever, but then I immediately came down with awful, persistent headaches. Then I got a slight cough. Then the headaches went away and my throat started hurting.
I'm going to the doctor tomorrow to see what's up.
I tried going dancing once this week -- I went to the Fed on Thursday but then realized no, I feel like crap, I'm going home. I got out a couple of times over the weekend: I went to an ASF staged reading on Friday, and one of the ASG table reads on Saturday. Other than that, I just ran errands, only leaving home to buy groceries.
Monday night I ventured out to improv class again, but Tuesday night I just slept.
As for this coming week? Well, there's stuff to do, I guess. There's dancing tomorrow and Friday, if I magically feel healthy again. Then it's basically gearing up for the Blues Party.
I'd better be un-sick by then, dammit.
Drag-racing cars burn as much as 15 gallons of fuel in a single quarter-mile run.
Mood: uncomfortable · Music: none