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oxfordtweed) wrote2011-01-22 02:43 pm
oxfordtweed) wrote2011-01-22 02:43 pm
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I'm not feeling very well. This makes me not want to move, because when I move, it hurts and I want to be sick.
This is problematic, because being ill and being in a mood very rarely happen at the same time, so I don't want to just lie down and be a mushroom in my dark little flat. Which, as it happens, is exactly what I'm doing, since the drapes are still drawn and I can't be arsed to get up to turn on any lights. There's a small amount of ambient light coming in from the drapes, and my screen is really bright, so at least I'm not sitting in total darkness.
Give it a few hours.
I ache. I'm bored. I think I might be hungry, but I'm afraid to eat, because I'll just get sick. I know it. I don't like getting sick, because it always gets up into my sinus passages, and then I go around smelling it all day. That happened last time, when I'd sicked up all the orange squash I'd drank a few hours before. Yeah, that was fun. Only, not.
I'm meant to be doing laundry today. Someone come do it for me. I don't want to. Also, I should probably do the shopping. Again, don't want to. Instead, I've just been sitting here, endlessly refreshing the kinkmeme.
bleh.
This is problematic, because being ill and being in a mood very rarely happen at the same time, so I don't want to just lie down and be a mushroom in my dark little flat. Which, as it happens, is exactly what I'm doing, since the drapes are still drawn and I can't be arsed to get up to turn on any lights. There's a small amount of ambient light coming in from the drapes, and my screen is really bright, so at least I'm not sitting in total darkness.
Give it a few hours.
I ache. I'm bored. I think I might be hungry, but I'm afraid to eat, because I'll just get sick. I know it. I don't like getting sick, because it always gets up into my sinus passages, and then I go around smelling it all day. That happened last time, when I'd sicked up all the orange squash I'd drank a few hours before. Yeah, that was fun. Only, not.
I'm meant to be doing laundry today. Someone come do it for me. I don't want to. Also, I should probably do the shopping. Again, don't want to. Instead, I've just been sitting here, endlessly refreshing the kinkmeme.
bleh.