Having to give a presentation, and observe another TA teach a class, and having to write a proposal for a research paper, all while feeling barftacular, is the pits. Oh yeah, did I mention there are still adorable Freshman essays to grade? All to do between now and tomorrow at noon. Sorry, Frosh, your papers will have to wait.
Stupid TMJ. I know that is the main reason I feel so bad. My jaw hurts so bad (and, in turn, my head, which, by the way, is emitting a high-pitched sound) that I'm nauseous.