10:39PM
So you know how in my previous post I talked about my sister hacking up her lungs, well guess who else has been hacking up her lungs for the past week? Yep. Me. Ah, nothing makes me happier than family sharing their sickness. Can you feel the love being passed on through spit particles in the air? I can. Since last Friday I have been sleeping on my mattress in the lounge. I somehow thought this would cure me, it didn't but it sure made it easier for me to watch Foxtel. From last weekend to Tuesday, I barely moved from my living room. Ghost Hunters become my religion for those four days. On Wednesday, I attempted being a human by going to work. I lasted four hours into my shift before going home because no matter how much hand sanitiser I was using, I don't think customers appreciated me handling their money. Plus I felt like I had been hit by multiple trucks. Today, I decided to treat myself. I bought a new perfume for twenty dollars. To be honest, the smell is lovely ...