I have strep throat. Tommorow my workshop story is due. Also, I have strep throat. What the fucking fuck?

ETA: I fucking hate my school's health services. Totally fucking unhelpful in every bloody way. They're bastard people, that's what they are. I'm going to go home and bite my pillow.

*growl, but in a pathetic strep throaty kind of way*

I'm focusing on good things right now. By which I mean fox1013's birthday. You're wonderful, and the bestest Foxlet ever, and I'm happy to be co-faux-president with you, and ZOMBIES! I hope your day is filled with braaaaaaaaaaaaaaains and Eliza Dushku.