I don't want to talk about it.

I have some strange illness where my neck and ear hurt when I do anything (also, my throat, but that's not weird). It was worse in the morning, but it's still no fun and is apparently not going away on its own like good illnesses are supposed to. It has been suggested to me that I have meningitis, which I was convinced I had for about two seconds when I remembered I was vaccinated for it in high school. It might be cancer though.

I didn't get fired from my telemarketing job like I expected, but because things are really slow, my supervisor told me at noon today to come back on Monday. It's not the end of the world, at least I got my tax return, almost 500 dollars, so I will not starve this month. Also, my ambition of having my computer work again may soon be a reality.

In other news, I finally saw Mean Girls and it rocked. (Tina Fey is slowly becoming my new girl-crush idol, in almost Beyoncé-like proportions). Also, I have taken to wearing this denim, pin-striped blazer. It is perhaps the most preposterous item of clothing I own. (Except the matching skirt but I obviously wouldn't wear them together and that can be our little secret. Shhh.)

Time to go find out what I'm dying of.