Ewwwwwwwww

The flu sucks.

Cause you're gross enough that you don't want others to see you, but the second I feel pukey I revert back to a sniveling five year old that just wants her mom to get her gingerale.

What's worse, is the worst of it has come on a Friday! Not a Monday where I can call in sick and know my homegirl Oprah would understand.

Nooooooo, I struggled and made it through the work week. I should be able to relax and kick back with a margarita, NOT flat gingerale.

I just felt the need to whine on my blog but hope eveyone has a great weekend.

Crappiest. Post. Ever.