"you don't feel like someone I used to know, you feel like someone I know now and I'm not speaking to you anymore"

the bad part is that my ass matches (or, coversely, the upside to my fat ass)

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Both eyes now. It will be 2 days in er with a whatthefuck emergency dermotologist visit between this week, w 2 sick kids and my mom in my asscrack (also sick, btw, arrived that way like a trojan fucking horse). It is not epidural (grr), just pure sinus infection as inconveniently unorthodox as that is for us all. I feel like that is a metaphor. I am inconvenient. I defy diagnosis. Nobody is more put out by that but me (so fuck you).

Sinus infections can get so bad they bust through your eye sockets, fyi

Update: spent the day in the ER w a sinus infection so nasty that snot came out my tear ducts.

He looooves weddings. The whole polish schlomole. One very convenient and yet ultimately unendurable things about the "greek situation" was that I was not a suitable date to weddings. So. Of course, for that reason on top of all the other reasons, it was a big deal that I go, to everyone concerned, especially me. Me, who had the flu. (And nightmare cramps too, cz god has a shitty sense of humor.) I was so pissed at the effect on my hair of ill health that I beat up the bathroom light fixture, busting it to shit a few minutes before we had to leave. Then I drank wine on top of a mountain of cold meds once we were there, while his ma in all her short polish mama glory drank with me and then we all danced. His dad, the stoic workingman dadtype dude to perfection, kept her glass filled as Aaron did for me, then good naturedly donned glow stick jewelry (deadpan, like a noble beast would wear it) while Aaron danced with us to 'poker face', laughing his dick off pleased as punch (giggle). Now I am sick as a dawg (and am headed to the ER in the morning if this keeps up..). But it was worth it.