Woke up yesterday with a sore throat. Blah blah I thought. It’s soon moon time, I’m not running a temperature and I can probably sleep it off. Went to bed thinking I’d probably
feel better in the morning. Nah. That was a nah on that. I still don’t think it’s the real deal but I feel like someone put sleeping pills in my tea. I could probably go to work but I’d be that super annoying colleague that has to go to the bathroom to blow her nose every 10 minutes. So tired and annoyed it is. I have three days off tomorrow so it doesn’t affect my shifts. It affects my precious three days off where I wanted to do fun stuff and get some cleaning done. Hello sofa and season 2 of Disenchanted.
And yes. I got up at 9.30 today. If you have to get me up earlier than 11 - give me a virus apparently.
No Comfort - new Monolord album. They are moving away from pure doom to more fuzz. But the grooves. The groooves!!!! It’s so good. I need to see them live again.
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