I am quite sure that I most definitely have strep throat but I will find out for certain tomorrow morning after a visit to the hot doctor.
I’m a little uneasy going back to this doctor on account of how he is my HOT NEW doctor and my previous visit there was over a GROSS GIANT ABSCESS on my lower back.
I wonder if he remembers me as “THE ASS-RELATED INJURY” guy or even worse, is there some sort of long-running office gag about me bent over the exam table with my pants round my ankles.
(Which was NOT as hot as it sounds) Why am I so god damn paranoid?
I took the day off work on account of the fever-induced delirium and random sweat attacks.
I plowed my way through Simple Life Season 2 (loves it!) and caught up on the Days Of Our Lives drama (i.e. clones, unrealistic drug addictions that develop over 2 days, girls with facial scars so horrific that she has to pretend to be dead, etc.)
I played some Devil May Cry 3 and found myself actually lusting after the games hero (I know he’s just a bunch of polygons but god damn it they are some fine-ass polygons) that is until the game got so hard I was nearly in tears. Seriously, it’s not as difficult as Ninja Gaiden but it definitely induced some controller flinging tantrums and rage.
If the hot doctor says I’m contagious tomorrow, I will be spending another day at home probably doing pretty much the same things because I am such a fucking BABY and total slacker when I get sick.
Somebody bring me some soup, dammit!