WHY? Why would God send me a nasty sore throat the minute I finished my work on Friday. Why not Wednesday?!
I had made plans, so I left the house around dinner time and slowly but surely I got worse and worse (and drunker and drunker). When I got out of the car around 1:30, I was shivering to the point where I couldn't walk straight and my throat was nasty. Sleep did nothing to help. But my roommate handed me three nasty, smelly supplements, so those have to help, right?
It's gonna be one of those days (quick, someone bring me some cheese).