that damned kid got me sick!

yeah, so i guess the little coughing boy @ the chinese restaurant got me sick. fuck. karma's a beyotch... i have snot coming out of holes in my face i didn't even know i had. and though the cough i have is no where near as wretched as that little kids, it hurts like a motherfucker. it's one of those coughs thats like: COUGH COUGH!!! (pause...wait for the pain...) oh. ok.... there it is. it's this rising build up of body soreness that creeps over your entire head. it starts in the lungs and slowly moves it's way up. unproductive and dry... (COUGH COUGH!). again, ugh.. it's kind of comparable to getting kicked in the nuts. you get this nauseating creep that trickles up from your testes into your gut. except with this one, it's this jarring feeling. my head's hot. i feel like pedro. maybe i'll shave my head. i went to the doctor and got a shot. he's the man. he's my pusher. "hey kid. come here. try one of these... it's called Celestone, and it's an injectable cortasteroid used to treat your weakened immune system. it can fight that infection like a champ. try it. it's free..." oh, i like that. next thing i know, i really like cortizone. it makes me all manic. its like going from -10 mph (cuz i'm sick, you know) to going 60. time to flip around the office.