I just sort of opened this up to start to write something but there's not a lot going on. I'm very depressed. I'm not feeling well. I think I have a cold. My glands are swollen and I have a sore throat and a headache.
I wrote that part, the part above earlier. I called in sick to work. I'm deciding to be sick. What if it isn't the sickness though. What if it isn't. I took a bunch of ibuprofen and drank a lot of coffee and I feel better but I still called in sick to work before I did all this so now I feel bad. I never call in sick to work. I am rarely sick. I keep anticipating a cold and then I don't get it. I am due though. Far past due. The last time I had a cold was not last winter or the winter before but some time in the winter of 2005. or 2004. I can't remember. it was many winters ago. I am a lucky person who never gets sick. I am an unlucky person who is always sick. One illness causes no illness. I feel like I have sickle cell anemia only the sickle cell anemia is actually just auto immune diseases and the malaria is actually just different types of viruses like colds and flues. That's how I feel.
Evolutionary advantages if I had done what I was supposed to do and had a bunch of kids before I turned 17. And then I would have caught the diabeetis and died and left all my children to carry on my genes.
If you think it isn't difficult to live every day putting off the inevitable with injections when nature wanted to kill you 12 years ago, you're right. It isn't difficult. Suck it, nature. Suck on it.
This was a very depressing blog. I think I'll go do something fun. But what? But what.
January 3, 2008
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Well it's about time you started behaving like a proper whiney morbid fatalistic wimpy pathetic diabetic. That whole rosy glasses thing was really getting old.
I know something fun you can do. Make your font bigger. It's causing me eyestrain. And headaches. And swollen glands. And diabetes. Fat girl diabetes.
Yeah, hear hear to Marigold. Bigger font, please. Not only will that make us, your loyal readers, happy, but it will give you something useful and productive to do so you can stop whining and feeling sorry for yourself all the time.
Don't worry about it. At least you don't have the NOROVIRUS.
Happy new year.
I do have the norovirus.
I do. I have it, I fear. I fecally contaminated my own drinking water, which is the water in my toilet. I try to always flush before I drink or drink before I go but sometimes I get the order wrong. Some tell me to just use the water out of the tap but I don't like the way it tastes.
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