I want my Central Air

I'm sick! Not like, "a little under the weather, could use some more sleep sick", but the kind of sick that you get in elementary school where you throw up for hours one end and just want to die. I don't get sick like this. I haven't been sick like this since childhood! WTF! Ok. So maybe it's because I've been living in a house that normally has 3 children in it and the germs are just EVERYWHERE. Maybe it's because the only cleaning agent I can find is DISHSOAP (I want to douse this house with bleach and let nature run it's course, which in this case would be to die. See what illness does to this tree-hugger?). Or, it could be the swamp cooler. I haven't felt dry in days. Even the carpet feels damp. My wrists are damp. This whole week is damp. I could blame the dog and this odd infestation he seems to have, which I will gladly take him to the vet for, but I wasn't left a number where they could be reached.

Oh mom, where are you with the tray of that wonderful vegetable soup you whip up in 30 minutes and hot Dr. Pepper with lemon?

Maybe I never get sick because I turn into such a whining beast, no?

I wonder if I got on the treadmill I would pass out. I think I'm going to to go home and drink some broth and dry out a bit...