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Jan. 22nd, 2003 12:58 pmScrew chewing through the leather straps, some days it's not even worth crawling out of bed.
I'm sick. Fever, chills, and all the nasty stuff that goes with it. I've even lost my voice. I *hate* being sick, because then people start telling me what to do.
"Don't drink milk, drink orange juice." Fuck that. I'm sick, I want chocolate milk, I'm going to goddamn drink chocomilk. I'll drink the oj later. Hell, I took the nasty tasting cough and cold shit, I want something good.
"You need to stay in bed." Well people, I'm curled up on a nifty little, tiny couch thingy we use as a computer chair, wrapped up in 4 blankets (two of which are the thermal/fleece variety) and I'm still cold. Somehow I don't think being in bed will make me any warmer.
"Eat some chicken noodle soup." Here's the deal, unless it's homemade jalapeno and chicken soup with noodles, I'm not touching. All that canned shit makes me ill.
Oh well. Hope I'm well enough to go to work tomorrow, can't afford to take time off right now.
I'm sick. Fever, chills, and all the nasty stuff that goes with it. I've even lost my voice. I *hate* being sick, because then people start telling me what to do.
"Don't drink milk, drink orange juice." Fuck that. I'm sick, I want chocolate milk, I'm going to goddamn drink chocomilk. I'll drink the oj later. Hell, I took the nasty tasting cough and cold shit, I want something good.
"You need to stay in bed." Well people, I'm curled up on a nifty little, tiny couch thingy we use as a computer chair, wrapped up in 4 blankets (two of which are the thermal/fleece variety) and I'm still cold. Somehow I don't think being in bed will make me any warmer.
"Eat some chicken noodle soup." Here's the deal, unless it's homemade jalapeno and chicken soup with noodles, I'm not touching. All that canned shit makes me ill.
Oh well. Hope I'm well enough to go to work tomorrow, can't afford to take time off right now.