Ugh. I hate being sick. I have this monster headache, a high fever, dizziness, and lots of other crap and Ibuprofen is not helping a bit. I've been snoozing off and on all day because I was up sick all night.
I was supposed to go return all my applications tomorrow, but I don't know if I'll be able to now. All I want to do is crawl under a rock and die. Blech.
In other news, I am in Cleveland. Job-searching and enjoying a bit of a (very cheap) vacation since I am still jobless. Halloween was a blast. Went to my (second? third?) cousin's first birthday party which was a costume party. I have some cool pictures and will hopefully get them up once I'm back in Michigan as I've left my adapter up there... I went as something between a goth and a punk rocker. Dark clothes, flat-ironed the hair, super thick eyeliner, midnight blue (HEAVY) eyeshadow and the deepest red lipstick you have ever seen - which only reaffirmed my "I-Hate-Lipstick" stance. The best part of my costume were the tattoo sleeves that I picked up at JoAnn's on sale. Seriously, so hysterical. Half the people at the party thought they were real!
My dad went as Bill Clinton (complete with McDonald's paraphernalia), my sister went as a witch, Patrick was a pirate. Grandma and Grandpa went as Lady Liberty and Zorro. My family got quite the kick out of taking pictures with 'Bill Clinton' and 'Lady Liberty'. Got to go trick-or-treating for only the second time in my entire life. Granted, I was merely an escort because... well, even though I'm a kid at heart, that doesn't cut it for the adults handing out the candy.