So it's 80 degrees in my room and I'm still cold. And tired. And my muscles are achey. My hands are literally half-freezing as I type this. And typing sorta hurts my fingers.
Now I don't have a thermometer with me, but I'm just gonna guess I've got me a fever, yes?
Blah.
So much for writing the LAS fic and finishing up at least the climax (...hee) of my novel tonight.
Here Advil... *Goes off*
EDIT: Well on the bright side, at least LAS was extended. Now I've got the weekend. :D
...Still a shame about my novel though. And the fact that I feel like crap, but hey. @_@
Now I don't have a thermometer with me, but I'm just gonna guess I've got me a fever, yes?
Blah.
So much for writing the LAS fic and finishing up at least the climax (...hee) of my novel tonight.
Here Advil... *Goes off*
EDIT: Well on the bright side, at least LAS was extended. Now I've got the weekend. :D
...Still a shame about my novel though. And the fact that I feel like crap, but hey. @_@