I had this strange idea that sleeping most of the day was supposed to make one feel better. I guess I was wrong. I feel MUCH worse than I did this morning.
The worst part? I live alone, so I need to take care of myself. Had to do stupid stuff, like go to the store, run the dishwasher and take out the garbage. It was much nicer when I had a roommate who I could whine at until they did whatever chores I didn't want to do while sick.
