Two things...
Feb. 20th, 2003 02:27 pmLord God In Heaven...
Still feeling generically crappy. Not quite as crappy as yesterday but my throat is unpleasantly sore from coughing all the time, my cough is not shifting, my head is still full of lard and LJ keeps freaking out on me...
Thankfully buffed wolverhughs were there to make it all better, but would someone please tell me why I keep going to work even though I feel like crap on a stick?
Oh yeah... because I get paid tomorrow. That's it. Money...
*sighs*
I felt alright when I was at work. Felt fine on the walk to the bus. Felt fine all the way home... got off the bus, walked the 30ft from the bus stop to my house and head went swiiimmmmmmm...
Crap.
Still woozy now actually. Headachey and swimmy and weird. And cold again, though i don't know if that's me or my metabolism.
But on a happier note. Thanks to Khaki for the new icon :D
*watches it on loop*
Not that I can post this right now mind you, cause LJ's being a spazz...
Still feeling generically crappy. Not quite as crappy as yesterday but my throat is unpleasantly sore from coughing all the time, my cough is not shifting, my head is still full of lard and LJ keeps freaking out on me...
Thankfully buffed wolverhughs were there to make it all better, but would someone please tell me why I keep going to work even though I feel like crap on a stick?
Oh yeah... because I get paid tomorrow. That's it. Money...
*sighs*
I felt alright when I was at work. Felt fine on the walk to the bus. Felt fine all the way home... got off the bus, walked the 30ft from the bus stop to my house and head went swiiimmmmmmm...
Crap.
Still woozy now actually. Headachey and swimmy and weird. And cold again, though i don't know if that's me or my metabolism.
But on a happier note. Thanks to Khaki for the new icon :D
*watches it on loop*
Not that I can post this right now mind you, cause LJ's being a spazz...
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Date: 2003-02-20 06:05 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-02-20 11:52 pm (UTC)I won't hug you back, cause whatever the hell bug I got, you really don't want it.