Earlier this evening I was hit by a sudden bout of feverish chills, which pretty much killed my night out and landed me on the couch wrapped in a blanket and reading. The chills started alternating with intense feelings of internal heat, making the night a merry-go-round of shittiness.
On top of that, it's Sunday, so I'm typically bummed out by the thought of going to work, and nobody was around all night, which has made me lonesome. I can't even find something to distract myself with, like TV or a movie or writing or whatever. God, what a shitty night, and it's not even over.
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