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Sunday, May 02, 2004

So I'm sick...

Not just sick and tired but also just plain, old fashion sick. I have a fever, my head and stomach hurt and I feel like every bone in my body is trying to grind itself into powder. What is unusual about my sick night in is not that I feel like fainting half the time - that's pretty usual - but that he actually went out for the night. None of that "I have to stay with you because you're sick" stuff that he likes to pull... Also he's been out for awhile now, over 4 hours I'd say.

I don't mind it, I'm actually kinda relieved, for all I care he could be out all night. I like being alone and I´m also too sick to conversate or be fun or interested or just anything but plain ol' sick. Also I hate getting attention when I'm sick almost as much as I hate being sick.

The sad thing about all this - you know besides me not caring about him not being here - is that when he asks about my night I will probably lay a monster guilt trip on him for going out...

hildur kl 00:13

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