Call me Sniffles and call it a day....

I sneezed five times in a row today.

Not one of those polite girly sneezes. No, it was a eye-watering, snot-congested, head pounding sneeze exploding on my face. And I think something nasty flew out of my nose during one them, too. I wasn't winning any beauty contests today, I'll tell ya what.

I've been sick for these past few days and thinking about it now gives me a fever. I don't know technically if I really have a fever because who really owns a thermometer to tell. Not me, that's for sure. But I am hot...that chilly hot that you feel in the belly of your body. That can't be a good sign.

Adrian is sick too and he was a bit worse because he was actually vomiting liquids and didn't eat for 48 hours. That's crazy. He says I made him sick. Maybe, maybe...no more 'da me besos'.

My head hurts. It's the strangest thing, it always begins to hurt at 10 PM after I've watched too much tv. This never happened before I was sick but now that I am, it's like clockwork. But Tylenol is always there for me but now I'm worried what if its the Tylenol that makes it keep coming back? That doesn't make much sense, eh? Or maybe it makes too much sense....hahaha I'm freaking myself out. Sorry..it's how I entertain myself.

Speaking of which, I've been reading Capote's In Cold Blood. It's quite good. It started off a bit slow and it took awhile to get into the flow of things, but I'm at a good place now and it can only go up from here. I'm glad Phillip Seymour Hoffman got the Globe for Capote, he deserved it. Haunting.

My head's a bit lightheaded now but I think I'll pass on the Tylenol tonight, see how I feel in an hour or so. But I can feel an itch in the depths of my nasal passages..where are my tissues....ACHOOOO!!!