*sniff sniff*

Am not certain whether have the old addage correct. Starve a cold, feed a fever? Or feed a fever, starve a cold? Either way, one thing am sure of, steady intake of orange juice and Hershey bars is nowhere near close to curing this gal’s current cold crisis.
Am miserable.
Fortunately, have been able to see through misery to bright spot in afternoon. Have shaved my legs so as not to freak out kindly massage giver, and taken double dose of Dayquil so as not to appear complete mucousy mess.
Am quite the vision today, must say. Just lovely. If am lucky, will, while attending party this evening (to which do not plan on wearing neither make up nor uncomoftable/attractive clothing), meet new, gorgeous possible J-replacement. And upon meeting said fellow, frighten poor thing with new grunge-inspired look, or if the Gods are really kind, ooze some form of mucous on him.
Am giddy with anticipation.
No, really.

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