Sick and The City

Here is where one of the rare downfalls of smoking comes to play (you know besides the cancer part and people bitching at you): It takes twice as long to recover from a common cold than a non-smoker. Which means, you are guaranteed not do be back to 100% for at least 3 weeks. And it fucking sucks.

In I hate Adulthood news, it royally blows when you have to take care of yourself, like forcing yourself to eat and making sure you're getting enough liquids when all you want to do is sleep. And corresponding with the sometimes I hate living in New York section of this, it sucks even more when you have to actually walk 5 blocks to get medicine or food because when you are sick you are more comfortable with the norms of suburbia (i.e. Duane Reade, McDonald's- anything chain-y) than a bodega in the city.

I have literally watched 3 movies and caught up on all of my TV shows today and only risked getting out of bed for fear of passing out from lack of nutrients and bedsores.