Chickin Wings

I feel bad. Pretty sure I’m running a fever, though I can’t find my thermometer. Sweatshirt + all the blankets + fetal position = still cold. Also aches/pains and some weird-ass dreams. Nose issues and cough. I was SUPPOSED to do important stuff on my day off, but I doubt that’s going to happen since getting out of bed is too cold.

AND I HAVE AN INTERVIEW FOR TARGET TOMORROW MORNING. FACK.