Originally Posted by SuchFriendsAreDangerous
I've had a strong cold for at least two weeks now, it may be three, shit it might even be four. I really lost count, I've just been dragging my sick ass to work everyday, and sleeping through Saturday and Sunday afternoons, and trying again Monday. I think what happened is I just keep catching EVERY cold and they are log-jamming. I supposed inevitably I will get better, but at this point, I've more or less resigned myself to living sick.
Fuck this. I'm winning this battle. I've gotten so upset about this, that I am drinking way too many beers for being so spacey and congested. My head felt like I've been under water all day, but fuck it! I haven't tasted a beer I've drunken in weeks, so I'm drinking Rolling Rocks, and tonight, I'm going to drink too many. Tomorrow Day-Quil and coffee will save the day, but I'm winning this fight. I did manage to do my exercise this week, so that is progress, but fuck this, I'M PISSED, its most certainly been three solid weeks now, it may have been four, and I was also sick just five weeks ago with a delirious fever so I've had one healthy week out of five. Fuck this! I'm getting drunk in sheer protest, snubbing my nose at it all, though I will more than likely regret it. Or it can be the point my season turns around, unlike the Giants