Yea, so it's lookin like I have Pink Eye. Yay. First appendicitis, and now pink eye. I feel like I'm the character in some 1950's sitcom. What's next, polio?
Ugh, I'm going into work to do some important shit anyway, but I'm informing people to keep their distance, and hand me things by setting them in front of me and letting me pick them up. I don't wish this upon my enemy. Well, actually, it's kinda pussy, so I _DO_ wish this on my enemies. Hey, enemy, rub this cotton swab on your eyeball.
Hopefully I can do this without interfering with my new years plans. It's my freakin birthday tomorrow, I at least want to enjoy it.