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RARRRRRRGH!
Thursday, July 10th, 2003 11:58 pmF'nar!
First, I didn't sleep well last night owing to the fact that I woke up with a 103f temp at 3am and couldn't sleep again till daybreak. My temp hasn't been below 99.8f all day and I've been sevearly overheating all day. I've wanted to sleep and couldn't yet I couldn't wake up properly either.
Second, I have to go back to work tomorrow and I don't feel well enough.
Third, I lost my temper with Philip and Mum over trivialities and we stayed mad at each other for well over 3 hours in which time I guilt tripped Philip enough to walk 3 miles to get me something I didn't even want.
Fourth, I still feel nauseous after eating and am consequently not eating much at all, which has me hungry most of the time.
Fifth, I'm thirsty too, but drinking is effort.
Sixth, I've taken so much paracetamol this week I must be nearing some sort of tolerence.
Seventh, Pete was supposed to go tonight but won't owing to extreme stupidity he won't be, cept we only found out after I'd dropped him at the station and got home. Didn't get back from picking him up till nearly midnight. And now Bill expects us to drop him at the station again at 5.30am in the morning.
I'm not impressed. I'm hot, I'm tired, I'm coffing, I'm aching and I want to slap people.
First, I didn't sleep well last night owing to the fact that I woke up with a 103f temp at 3am and couldn't sleep again till daybreak. My temp hasn't been below 99.8f all day and I've been sevearly overheating all day. I've wanted to sleep and couldn't yet I couldn't wake up properly either.
Second, I have to go back to work tomorrow and I don't feel well enough.
Third, I lost my temper with Philip and Mum over trivialities and we stayed mad at each other for well over 3 hours in which time I guilt tripped Philip enough to walk 3 miles to get me something I didn't even want.
Fourth, I still feel nauseous after eating and am consequently not eating much at all, which has me hungry most of the time.
Fifth, I'm thirsty too, but drinking is effort.
Sixth, I've taken so much paracetamol this week I must be nearing some sort of tolerence.
Seventh, Pete was supposed to go tonight but won't owing to extreme stupidity he won't be, cept we only found out after I'd dropped him at the station and got home. Didn't get back from picking him up till nearly midnight. And now Bill expects us to drop him at the station again at 5.30am in the morning.
I'm not impressed. I'm hot, I'm tired, I'm coffing, I'm aching and I want to slap people.
