quarantined

i am 24 years and 6 months old. i have a full-time job, my own health insurance, pay the gas bill every month. i own 3 business suits, can legally purchase alcohol, and today i woke up with conjunctivitis. aka pinkeye. there's nothing more embarrassing than having to call out for work because you have the most common ailment on the playground. i called my mom to tell her; she laughed and reminded me not to rub my eyes. no shit, mom. thanks for the advice. i'd find it funny too if i didn't look like i've been marathon hot boxing with cheech and chong. my eyes were so painful and swollen that i couldn't even watch trashy tv today. the one good thing about being home from school/work is the movies/soaps without the constraints of bedtime. today i had to settle for listening to 'ellen' while under a warm compress. thanks to the wonders of modern medicine i am now finally able to connect with the world and catch a csi marathon or two. but it's just not the same.