I can't figure out why I'm so enervated. I'm used to the fact that I get tired and weakened when I'm sick, but this is getting ridiculous. Its been going on three weeks now. I've got two more days of medication left, and while the cough is mostly gone (but not completely), the weakness remains. Today I seem to have had a relapse; I haven't felt this crappy since the first week.
On a side note, I'd like to take a moment to address a radio commercial I've been hearing lately. Its done by the government, to advertise a youth job program for people aged 15-29. It starts out with the voice of a young woman, who says "If you're over 29, you can't do any of the following: dye your hair magenta, enter a mosh pit, show your abs (Please!), text message anyone..." and it goes on, blah blah blah and smehg.
Its bad enough that this kind of age-ist bullshit exhists, but when our own fucking government does it, its disgusting. In the first place, there are plenty of people over the age of 30 with great abs. Ok, I'm not one, but there are others. TEXT MESSAGING??? When did that become the sole province of the young and hip? As for mosh pits, well I was getting fucked up in mosh pits while the girl in the commercial was still a puddle of unidentified goo in her parent's reproductive tracts.
It ain't easy getting old. You realize you sacrifice a certain level of cool, and there are things you have to give up, and certain styles you just can't wear (well, I hope we all realize that). But I see no reason for my government to spend my tax dollars to rub my freaking nose in it.
Of course, there are certain benefits to achieving a certain age. For one, there are no pictures of me, anywhere, wearing parachute pants.