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[Mar. 19th, 2008|07:57 pm] |
I couldn't write an essay while sick. I just couldn't do it.
I'm miserable. I can't see very well, I have a fever, a runny nose, a bad cough. Fuck you, flu.
My vacation totally sucked, thanks for wondering. We didn't even GO to Vermont. We went to New Hampshire instead, where I spent a good percentage of the time worrying about Ben, who was really sick.
And then of course I came down with the same thing, but since he has a decent immune system and I uh, don't, I got it worse. 103.7 degree fever, anyone? 1.3 degrees away from DEATH? And oh yeah! The fact that the fever damaged my eyesight is really cool!
I need to go to bed. |
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