Excessive

Another Thanksgiving is done. I'm sitting in my kitchen, smelling the cans of tomatoes warm up on the stove, listening to the rustling of the drying leaves as the wind pushes its way through the tops of my trees, covering my nice lawn with leaves that I'll enevitablly have to mow over with my lawn mower, and I'm attempting to relax.

My face is a mess... well, the stuff behind my face. I'm sick still, and this cold is moving way faster than I had expected, the first day I felt my sinuses were infected, and I could tell a sore throat might be forming, the day after, I had a sinus headache and a sore throat, it hurt when I swallowed and I coughed once and awhile. Today, I woke up with no sore throat, but just... a completely clogged sinus/nose/face. My face feels like it weighs 500lb's and I can't breathe or open my eyes, and I cough a lot, with a stupid tickle in my throat, and my nose is generating more fluid than I thought humanly possible.

This movie is depressing me and making me angry for some reason.

I had a sick day today, I didn't go to school and I didn't have to go work because Julie and Jon felt bad and called me to let me know they could cover what needed to be covered and I could stay home, which was awesome.

Does anyone actually read subject lines of emails, news posts, livejournal entries or website updates? I write one everytime, but I always doubt that people will take notice, so usually they make no sense at all.