maybe it is the nyquil

I'm feeling funny, funny as in hilarious not weird or troubled. I've had a lot of Nyquil. Did you know they card you for that now? I understand wanting to prevent making meth which I fully support (the prevention, not the making of), however what if for some stupid reason I didn't have my ID on me? They would not let me by medicine to make myself better? Luckily last night I had my non-expired passport on me so I was able to purchase a large bottle of Ny and Dayquil.

With the weather and the snow Utah has had over the past month it is a miracle this is the first day I've missed work. Sure, I've been late a few times (like seven times) but I've always come in, even on the day of the ice rain. However today I just couldn't do it. The cough has got me down and so it's a day in bed with television and cookie dough and I really want to drink that Tab but I'm pretty sure that the carbonation will do a number on my already raspy throat. I want orange juice but that would require me to go to the store which is fine, but I don't want to have to shovel my driveway with this sickness, though I'm starting to think if I really want orange juice that bad I'll have to suck it up and do it.

First world problems here. Ew shoveling.

Maybe I will stay in tomorrow, too. Get a jump start on my goals to make myself a better citizen of these United States, eh? Or something to that fact. On my sick days I like to pretend I'm Hilary Clinton or Beyonce or Meryl Streep and I'm sitting here still working to better the lives of others through politics, music or cinema. But I'm not Hil or Bey or Mer. I'm Jordan and I just chill here in my camo shirt watching Girls and rambling that I'm out of cookie dough and OJ and want to shovel my driveway and take a trip to the antique store to buy that ceramic Jack Russell terrier that's been in the window for at least a year, probably because it costs more than my house.

My throat hurts, goodbye.