sick, sea sickness perhaps?

Skipped work to complete Mission: Bank last Friday. Fast, easy find. Lucinda was happy, so we were all happy. Wheeeeeeeeeee! Once again Coriolis bombed us… Found old Joe dwelling in his lair… Replenished our tummies… And out to the island once more! It was a loooong day… I arrived feeling lousy, and so the tale as old as time unfolded… by midnight I had a high fever, everything ached and I was having delusions.

Managed to actually get on the car and drive to the doctor’s office on Saturday. Got prescriptions, and back to hibernation mode. Ongoing fever that ignored the swarm of acetaminophen. Awful. By Sunday’s late afternoon I could finally get off bed. At least the fever & aches were gone, but I have an infernal cough and a misbehaved runny nose. Whatever… LightShadow passed by, and along with Groundel we all went to hunt for food. At least something was entertaining… And so free days are over and here I am, back to Monday…

This is bad. This week is the stupid activity, and today I’m supposed to visit the restaurant & isle, and paint the boats. Tomorrow I’m supposed to pass at 4:30 by the restaurant to decorate. On wed I’m supposed to do the head pieces… And Thursday I should go along with the staff from Helios to gather the crew from Hell and have fun… or so is planned… That endeavour should cost along $30 for the food and the money that we all had to give for the counselors food… It’s a big ouch on the pocket. Plus, I am expected to attend because I’m part of the staff, no buts about it. It all sucks. I’m planning on giving instructions and the hell with it all. I may have all ideas and how to’s on my head, but I don’t see any happy gratification from it… And I feel worst than crap. Bad timing for getting sick, but nothing I can do about that. Maybe it was an omen meaning I should let the hyenas take care of the titanic so they drown with it… Whatever. It’s all disappointing…

I just want a warm bed, a nice 80s station playing on the background, and some codeine medicine pills so I sleep like a log. For the next 3 days. Now THAT would be blissful.

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