The bottom line is this. I'm got flu like symptoms and this is a big deal because I don't get sick. I barely even get a cold. So when I start feeling sick, it must mean God is calling me to return home. I refuse to get off the couch for the next 48 hours. I also refuse to blog. You don't wanna be around me when I'm not feeling right. I just don't have that normal mojo that usually pumps through my pores. My charm is gone, my looks are out of the window, I can barely keep my eyes open and if anyone says something that turns me the wrong way, I fucking snap. Like even the cat isn't safe today. If he keeps rubbing on my leg, he's gonna be enjoying the storm with the poor people today. Outside. With HIV.
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