ILL

You know when you wake up in
the morning and you feel like a little bag of crap that the day is not going to be a good one. Your whole body is aching, the back of your eyes are so painful you wish you could pick them out and throw them away and the tickle in your throat from last night has involved to a proper rash that wont stop itching. In the midst of all this you realize you can't hide under the covers and watch lame ass films through the slits of your eyes. No, you have to drag your sorry ass out of bed and spend the first half of the day trying to figure out the complexity of American politics. Then head over to work, be polite to customer and make coffee.

This is not my day...

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