brb, currently dying

[osaraba]

coughing up my lungs, mostly. also did I mention the fever and the chills? yeah, so many fun times.

so please forgive me if I was meant to contact you (sorry raven!!!) and haven't!

dreams this morning were exceedingly weird, not surprisingly. I dreamt I called into the office to let my bosses know why I'd be out and ended up going over the explanation several times. gradually the setting changed from being on the phone to driving a car (my parents' old minivan which we haven't had since around 2003 - and it was so odd because the driver's seat was pushed up way too close to the steering wheel and I kept having to adjust it, while driving) and then to being at my old job on the upper east side (the eBay thing) but with one of my current colleagues and my old boss from my current job. still describing exactly how shitty I was feeling.

as an aside, I'm also really sore from the motorhead/clutch concert on Monday where I got the mother of all bruises on my forearm (and I don't normally bruise easily) from the awesome, awesome, fucking awesome mosh pit. this would normally please me except that I'm so sick it's just another thing making me feel so shitty.

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