i hate colds.
and everything that isn't currently my favorite purple blanket.
as you can probably guess, i'm sick.
i get really stuffy noses.
i get headaches when i get really stuffy noses.
which means my head is pounding
and i'm sniffling like all hell, and it just makes it worse.
i am terrible company.
seriously, it's like dealing with a wet cat,
except with the added horror of being able to talk (aka complain).
i'm so clumsy -
i bump into walls and stairs (among other things)
and tend to fall over chairs and tables (it's possible, trust me).
i turn red.
my face goes this unattractive shade of crimson -
i need at least a week to sleep it off.
it takes me like 5 days to get rid of it
and then 2 days until i'm back to my (semi-)normal self.
i don't have an appetite, and i don't feel the affects of no sleep.
this is really bad because then
i have absolutely no incentive to feed myself and actually go to bed.
i can't write.
it's like trying to nail jello to a wall - not happening.
i just find myself trying not to bang my head against a wall.