the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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8:42 a.m. + 2003-05-09 = tfgiff
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today is the first day of re-facing the world. i wish i were 100% better. btw, the lack of entries is due to the fact that I AM SICK. BEDSTRICKEN, DAYTIME-TV-WATCHING, POPSICLE, APPELSAUCE, CANNEDPEAS-EATING, MUM!-MAKE-ME-BETTER type of sick. in bed... for 3 days. well, to be precise about it, i went to bed monday/tuesday at 1am and didn't really get out of bed until thursday at 7pm, and that was only to shower and shave and return home until i had to drive sister back up to school where i attempted to do homework, but failed miserably and drove sister and myself back to homehome where i preceeded to sit in bed until slumber hit me like a sack of potatoes right atop the head. which would explain my mingin' headache.
i hope this isn't mono. not again. some illnesses should just leave me alone.
strepthroat learned its lesson.
as did the flu.
ditto, for the common cold.
but mono.... she's a trixie hobbitses. very trixies.
ugh. this room smells like gasoline all of a sudden... only contributing to the enormous high that i have from the ibuprofen cocktail i had for breakfast. (having not taken over-the-counter medication for years, i am quite suprised at its effectiveness now in the time of crisis.)
i shall be going to health services where only the most redundant of practioners work. poor things. but i have no pity unless they give me drugs. and i want antibios. although, mum informs me that swollen glands implies viral. which to me translates: incurable. which definitely sucks as i have 100+ pages of writing to do before next-to-next weeks' ends and need to be able to do more than just lie in bed hela dagen.
oh ish. my map of iceland has just fallen to the ground. the masking tape finally succumbed to the disgusting humidity bjorn allows to flow freely into the room with his obnoxious open window policy. it's not so bad today, but a couple days ago... i was infuriated.
time to face the work. thank fucking god it's fucking friday.
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