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Mar. 15th, 2004 11:54 pmI feel like crap.
God damn it, I was sick in January. I don't get sick that often, so I thought I'd gotten all my infirmity for the year out of the way. Or at least for the next six months. But NOOO. Scarcely fifty days later, here I am coughing and hacking, slightly headachey, running a fever, and generally just ill. It's the fucking Ides of March. I was last sick at the end of January. This shit just doesn't happen to me. I'm on spring break! I had plans for this week! I don't remember agreeing to be sick again this soon. This was NOT IN MY CONTRACT!
So it's back to bed with me. Maybe with enough sleep, I can beat this thing off. Bleahh.
God damn it, I was sick in January. I don't get sick that often, so I thought I'd gotten all my infirmity for the year out of the way. Or at least for the next six months. But NOOO. Scarcely fifty days later, here I am coughing and hacking, slightly headachey, running a fever, and generally just ill. It's the fucking Ides of March. I was last sick at the end of January. This shit just doesn't happen to me. I'm on spring break! I had plans for this week! I don't remember agreeing to be sick again this soon. This was NOT IN MY CONTRACT!
So it's back to bed with me. Maybe with enough sleep, I can beat this thing off. Bleahh.
