If I had to pick the worst thing about being sick, I’d have to say it would be trying to sleep when one of your nostrils is completely stuffed up and the other is so clear that it burns to inhale. I woke up yesterday morning feeling like I was doing lines of ammonia the night before. The second worst aspect of being down with the sickness is perhaps the charred throat, which I can only compare to the feeling that maybe light bulb eaters experience after a few nights of great performances. On a side note, my nose is peeling off, eyes sunken so far into my face that I am not sure they will ever reappear, and brain so useless I may as well remove it for a few days for display at the Bodies exhibit down the street. (more…)
May 29th, 2008 | Health, Secret Shopping, Friendly Encounters | 1 comment