better bring your galoshes because my vengeance is a-raining down
I am not well. I have that vague feeling of unwellness that, if you're not careful, can cause a hypochondriacal freak-out about something being seriously wrong with you. It would be much simpler and less anxiety-producing to just have regular homegrown symptoms like a sore throat or a headache, rather than this generalized awfulness. I can't tell if it's No-Cause Awful, the sort of Awful that is caused by hard living, the sort of Awful that is a baseline to YET ANOTHER of my cajun-blackened moods (oh no mimi not that again you are thinking), or the sort of Awful that is a prelude to a flu-like thing. I am all hot and cold and headachy and sinus-y and sleepy and generally icky, so it is probably that last one.
Because of my Mystery Pestilence, it is doubly charming that today I left the house without a scarf, and that somehow I misinterpreted a high of 50