Item – My temperature was back up this morning. I mean, right back up. Higher than it has been yet.
Item – I trotted down the stairs at work today muttering ‘ow ow ow ow ow ow’ as my thoroughly en-bra-ed breasts objected. Also, why are they itchy? Not itchy skin, itchy inside?
Item – Everything smells weird. Especially cheese. And apples. Apples taste really nice right now. Apples, the hitherto giant ‘meh’ of the fruit kingdom.
Item – I keep getting heartburn.
Item – I do not want a cup of coffee.
Excuse me, please. I have to take That Bitch Hope down to the punishment cell and turn the power-hose on her.