OOC: DYINGGGGGGGG! (probably not)

[open_flame]

Holy jeebus is mun sick. I mean sleeping 12 hours, eating nothing but broth then puking it up, nibbling ice cubes, running a fever sick.

Long tags will probably not happen, and if a tag makes no sense, blame it on the fever induced delirium or the fact I'm probably phone tagging as a small rabbit kicks the inside of my skull.

If you NEEEEEED me (and I do mean it can not wait and you will fall over in a bloody heap if it's not addressed ASAP) PM me or @ me on twitter. @Open_Flame Skynet, the world concurring smart phone is nestled at my side with a bucket and the box of tissues as his playmates. I know, TM-fuckin'-I.

Otherwise don't be like my mom, calling every 4 hours right after I've finally fallen asleep. "How are you feeling now?" ... "Still like death, ma. Quit waking me up, please!" >.<

Comments

[graylikeme.livejournal.com]

Booo to the plague harassing you. *offers warm hugs and chicken soup* Hope you feel better soon.

[sylar.livejournal.com]

*bundles you in blankets*

[1breath.livejournal.com]

*makes tea and brings cold meds* Get better soon, hon.

[45825243-t78-a.livejournal.com]

Hope you feel better soon, darlin'.