Well it turns out the reason that I sound like I smoke 4 packs a day is that I have acute bronchitis. To say that I am annoyed by this would be an understatement. To say that I am frustrated by this would not be an understatement. To say that my chest feels like someone has cut it open with a meat cleaver, reached in and grabbed everything, pulled it out, jammed it back in, set it on fire, doused it with alcohol to put it out, beat it with a baseball bat wrapped in sandpaper, and stomped on it for good measure would also not be an understatement.
Seriously, what next? Can I please, catch ONE fucking break?
Just one? Not even a big one. Like a small one. Tiny even. Minuscule if you want.
Comedy of errors starring me.