Yo. Cough. Cough. Yo.
I've been sick. Sick like I was two years ago. Two years ago I was sick like death. Real death. I honestly believe that I fried some of my brain whilst it was in my head with a fever of (probably, I didn't then, and don't now, own a thermometer) 104+. Yeah. I had the shakes. Then the chills. Then I was too hot. Then I was too cold.
This time I had a shake or two. I chilled for a bit. Then I was too hot. Then I was cold. So... basically I had Death Light. Although, I did have the achy muscles thing going on. Every time I turned my head my brain wanted to be three feet to the left of where it was, and if you don't know from experience -- that hurts a lot. Anyways, I got sent home from work on day, called in the next, then made it back in today. But, I made soup on Thursday -- and soup has magical healing powers.
Aight. I'm taking off. I gotta get to bed so I can heal and go to Ann Arbor on Thursday.
-Jon