That isn’t a euphemism for how I’m cool or something, I’m literally sick. I hardly ever get sick, but I feel like my head is going to explode.
My sinuses have gone in revolt. I feel like I’m that guy in Scanners who’s head blows up. On top of this, my body has the chills and is sore all over.
This really sucks because I have to really step up the packing. Time’s a runnin out.
Sucks. I wonder if it’s your subconscious revolting at the idea of tearing up your roots so abruptly. BTW, I liked the old look of this site a lot better — this look is too…..bloggy.