I'm sick. I hate being sick. Then again, I don't know anyone who actually enjoys being sick. But this really sucks. I haven't caught a cold for 2 years, but I think that being overloaded at work, traveling, and volunteering has finally caught up to me. My throat feels like it's been rubbed raw on the inside and is completely swollen, I've let my apartment become a pigsty, and I'm afraid I'll miss all of the good Christmas parties! >:( ML's got a good one coming up, and our department christmas party, themed Worst Prom Ever, is next Tuesday. I already bought a hideous prom dress and everything. I guess the only plus side to being sick is missing work. I've been out for 2 days now and haven't missed a minute of it. I only have work for 1 more week and then I'm on vacation for 3 blissful weeks. Woohoo!
But back to being Debbie Downer, my roommate is having financial aid difficulties so I covered her rent for December, and I'll probably have to do it for January, which means I'll be out $1000. I can't exactly kick her out, since she's one of my best friend's little sisters. But I don't know how to handle this situation tactfully without looking like I'm a scrooge.
Ah well, I'm just going to curl up back into bed with my tissues, Ricola, and Harry Potter. Or HGTV. Or Amelie, I haven't decided yet.
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