Being sick is disconcerting, but when I really think about the last time I've been this ill, the only thing that comes to mind is very nearly passing out at a local Rite Aid pharmacy.  Last year, I went there for fever reducing  
medication though by the time I reached the pharmacy, I could barely carry my own weight, let alone shop around.  I ended up taking a seat on the cool floor of the pharmacy and rocked back and forth with my head in my hands. Quite a delirious moment, I might add... Though I came through, and vowed to myself that I would never come into contact with germy people again. A silly pledge, but nonetheless I meant it.

Of course, that didn't happen.  

Working in retail demands that I come into contact with various germy people sneezing, sniffling and in some way getting their nasal and oral excretions on my person.  Not that I'm a cleanfreak, but if I'm knowingly ill, I will make every effort to stay home and not spread my disease like the Black Plague.  However, if my germs do end up infecting someone else, guess what... I meant to make them ill because I hate them.

Yes, I am vindictive like that, and I also naturally assume that everyone else who gets me ill has done so on purpose.  Yet again, more feverish thinking, but right now it makes sense

So, this year I have flu like symptoms, undoubtedly gleaned from some unclean individual hellbent 
on infecting the world with his or her germs.  I suppose having a fever is very much like being drunk due to an obvious lack of control regarding one's legs, but that is about the end of list as far as similarities go.  After all, having a fever is much less fun, and feels a lot worse when it is coupled with chills and achy muscles, that make it uncomfortable to even lay down. 

So, here I sit with a cup of hot tea, wrapped up in blankets, writing a small article on Valve Corporations latest release : Orange Box, and all the goodies that came with the packaging.

And if you are the one who got me sick on Tuesday night,  I will find you and beat you within an inch of your life.  If you haven't gotten me ill, have a slice of Cake.

Love,

GLaDOS.