I called in sick

Actually, I called in "falling apart". Because I am. Slowly. Piece by piece. Bit by bit.

I feel like a zombie. Not because I was up most of the night, though there is that. Because I'm falling apart. Like one of those zombies in the movies...ya know? They take a step and an arm falls off. Another step - the nose. Another step - an ear.

Which brings me to the reason I called in. I have an earache. A. fucking. earache.

I'm damn near old enough to be classified a "senior citizen"...gag...and I have an earache. WTF?? What the hell's next? The measles? Chickenpox, maybe? I've never had 'em...I suppose that'll be next.

It's always something. - Roseann Rosannadanna