Called out sick today. Timeline of sickishness is as follows:

5pm - leave work - fine. Mild headache, but okay.
6pm - counseling - headache's still there, now feel a little fuzzy.
7:30pm - Have some dinner an feel a little better. Start working on jewelry stuff.
11om - Realize that I feel hot, really hot.
11:30pm - Say goodnights and sack it in. Headache is back, and I definitely have a fever.
11:30 - 4am - have crazy twisty fever dreams. At one point, I wake up and turn my lights on 'cause I'm convinced that some random character from a tv show dropped an earring in my bed and we had to find it. It takes me a minute to realize I'm still dreaming. Realize that I've started to disrobe in my sleep as a means of coping with my fever. I feel really sick by now.
4am - first round with the porcelain god. It lasts roughly a half hour. I want to die.
4am - 7:30 - Chills. More bathroom fun. More nutzo dreams.
7:45 - Called out sick. I look like Medusa and feel empty, lightheaded, and queasy. At least the fever's broken. But I am definitely going back to bed. Hopefully this is just some 24 hour bug or something.

If you have one, leave me a comment, and I'll send you a Valentine! I'm not going to be online much for the next few days, so I don't want to miss yours.

I'm up now. Took a shower, had a little waffle, some tea. Am staying nice and warm. Lost tonight, yay.