The Saga Continues

I've been sick since the twelfth. I ended up taking the entire last week off, and sat around at home almost the entire time being a bum and playing computer games. I loved it. It was like a mini vacation, except for the part about being super congested. I am still sick. By Thursday, whatever I had decided to migrate to the back of my throat also up into my eyes. My right eye got all pink and gross, so I would tell everyone that I had pink eye, and not to fuck with me because I wield the power of infection. Every time, Nick would tell me I didn't have pink eye, and I don't think I do, but it's fun to joke about. Now both of my eyes are all fucked up, though they look fine, but they ooze at night and crust shut so I have to wash my face before I can see. 'Ewwww', I know!