To sleep or Not to sleep.
I woke up coughing again at four o’ clock in the fucking morning, leaving me in that all too familiar conundrum, to sleep or not to sleep. The former gives my body rest, helps to replenish energy and the functionality of all my major organs (don’t be gross). Then again, I run the risk of overindulgence, causing me to completely ignore the constant badgering of my worry wart of an alarm clock, or even the routine morning wake up call from the Mrs. No, to sleep is out of the question. I might lose my job, which is scary these days. Not to sleep extends my day a few hours, allowing me to enjoy that much longer the beauty of life, the colors, the smells, the laughter, the *cough* fun of it all. Then again, according to Columbus from Zombieland, sleep deprivation is the number one cause of health problems. Sage advice from an expert in preventing you from becoming one of the walking dead. No, not to sleep would be out of the question. Especially when you’ve had a fever that’s been as hot as one hundred and four degrees.
Let’s make a deal. I shall take my temperature, and if it’s anything past 100, it’s apparent I need my beauty sleep. I’ll get back to you in three minutes with the results………………………………………………………………………………….
Doo-dee-doo Doo-doo Doo-dee-doo Do-dee-do-dee-Doop dee-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-dee-doo Doo-doo Doo-dee Doo… Doop dee-doo-doo-doo Doo Doo Doo….. Boom Boom.
99.4!!!! Praise God I’m cured!!!! The lowest it’s been in ages. I’d like to thank Tylenol and Ibuprofen, Vicks VapoRub, Caroline for the Coldbuster, Coco, and Emmy Rossum for showing her tits in the pilot episode of Shameless.
Fuck it, I’m gonna hit the sack (don’t be gross). Good night everybody.
