Can't Get A Break

I woke up this morning feeling like I had a cock ring around my throat. (Strep? Fuck!) After only a few hours of sleep I was awaken by a loud thud. NYEBoy knocked over both of our drinks off the night stand in his sleep. While I was cleaning that up, A woke up. It was entirely too early for her to wake up.

I just cried. I have no appetite, everything is tasteless, but I have to take my antibiotics. I am so tired. NYEBoy is still sick, too. A seems to be getting better, I think.

She better be glad she's so damn pretty, because I am fucking tired.



Can't a chic get a break around this place?