Sushi woke up needing a piss and now I'm awake.
Just as well, because with my throat nearly swollen shut I might have drowned in my own saliva had I stayed asleep.
Today's a sick day for sure.
I'm sitting in the kitchen on my old laptop because it's the only one that can VPN into work and I had to run some reports for the payroll people. I'm so fucking dedicated.
I've been sitting here for around an hour, and I'm surrounded by cats. DumDum and Irving are asleep in a box on the floor (that previously held chinese take out, heh) and Willis is asleep in the chair next to me.
I'm like the Noah of cats around here.
Now I guess I'll go see if I can pass out for awhile.
Oh yeah, I just read an email from my boss asking for the status of a project I haven't started yet. Good times. I can *feel* the entire length of my digestive tract, and it's not happy. Swallowing my own saliva is extraordinarily painful, but after 800mg ibuprofen I can do it without wincing at least.