Do I want to know why there was a pair of underwear that does not belong to me tucked behind my couch pillow?

SO SICK. Ugh. I felt a little ‘off’ yesterday, but this morning it’s like I was beaten with the sick stick. I feel like I’m moving around underwater. My throat hurts. I’ve felt nauseated all day. I just want to go home, curl up in a ball, and maybe die. Why, why won’t they let me go home?

I’ve got a meeting tomorrow night that I can’t miss. I have to concentrate on feeling better before then. That, or perhaps I can give the plague to them and start wiping out the population on a small scale. By the time the government figures out that I’m a biological weapon, it’ll be too late and I’ll be Queen.

…of the Lepers.