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If there is something less conducive to bed rest and good health than being forced to listen through the wall to one's teenage sister wailing along to "Dude Looks Like a Lady" in the wee hours of the night, I do not want to know what it is.
Nov. 22nd, 2004
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Nov. 22nd, 2004 11:03 amTMItis, Day Three: OH GOD MAKE IT STOP. I think it's actually worse now. I was up all night with it, from midnight to eight this morning. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS.
If it doesn't stop by tomorrow, we have to call the doctor, according to Yahoo Health. Never mind that I'm still working on the annot. bibliog. and I have class tomorrow that I can't miss, because tomorrow's the only day we're doing sonnets and they will be on the exam. Right now I'm going back to bed, though, and I'm going to lie there and try to come up with something I can eat that won't make the problem worse--I'm at that point now where I'm actually starving and would eat just about anything, but can actually keep down approximately nothing.
If it doesn't stop by tomorrow, we have to call the doctor, according to Yahoo Health. Never mind that I'm still working on the annot. bibliog. and I have class tomorrow that I can't miss, because tomorrow's the only day we're doing sonnets and they will be on the exam. Right now I'm going back to bed, though, and I'm going to lie there and try to come up with something I can eat that won't make the problem worse--I'm at that point now where I'm actually starving and would eat just about anything, but can actually keep down approximately nothing.
