I am sick and feel like crap.
I took yesterday off of school I felt so bad.
I’m at work today because I’m expecting my laptop to arrive — hopefully.
Blech. That’s what my head, my stomach, my joints, my eyes feel like. Blech.
UPDATE: Casey dropped by the office on the way to get his hair cut at our stylist, and he was feeling like crap, too, because of all the ragweed in the air. So now I feel a little bit better. Misery loves company.