Health Problems
Probably directly due to some less-than-optimal sexual decisions, my Bartholin gland is swelling and painful again. I moped yesterday, but I'm feeling now like I can't let this thing knock me on my ass yet again. Without a car or some seriously better drugs (I build up a resistance to ibuprofen within a day of taking it regularly), I'm feeling antsy - being trapped in the middle of the city is the ebola of cabin fevers. So I went for a walk (limp) around the neighborhood, and I have a playlist (all Queen, Presidents, and ABBA) that could energize even Keanu Reeves into showing some positive emotion, and I will fucking power through this!