Who the hell signed me up for the fever and sore throat* with vomiting???
So, yeah, I'm really pissed, because I don't think this is the best way for me to spend time with my 80-year-old grandparents. We're all packed and set to go and now, I don't think we can. It's not like Christmas is important to them, but seeing us is, and seeing them is important to us. And I'm afraid I'll give them whatever stupid work-related winter thing this is, and really damage their health.
We're supposed to be getting on the road in two hours.
Shit.
*I don't mean a scratchy!sore throat. I get those all the time, since my tonsils pretty much function in lieu of a complete immune system. I mean please go ahead and cauterize my tonsils with a hot butterknife now, because that will surely hurt less, and dear Ricola corporation, you blow.
So, yeah, I'm really pissed, because I don't think this is the best way for me to spend time with my 80-year-old grandparents. We're all packed and set to go and now, I don't think we can. It's not like Christmas is important to them, but seeing us is, and seeing them is important to us. And I'm afraid I'll give them whatever stupid work-related winter thing this is, and really damage their health.
We're supposed to be getting on the road in two hours.
Shit.
*I don't mean a scratchy!sore throat. I get those all the time, since my tonsils pretty much function in lieu of a complete immune system. I mean please go ahead and cauterize my tonsils with a hot butterknife now, because that will surely hurt less, and dear Ricola corporation, you blow.
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