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Hey, guess what. I'm sick. Still. And I am honestly not sure if I'm feeling better or worse. Bed is nice.
I don't think the still-being-sickness is a good thing. Thus I will make a doctor's appointment on Monday if I don't feel better. Oh, except that will involve calling my insurance company to change my PCP (because I got a new card today, and it is wrong, and I don't know why), so probably I just won't bother. Because that is how I am, okay? Okay. Doctors never help, anyway. So I'll just groan a little.
But...argh, yo. I'm in such a shitty mood for some reason. I can't write more chapters of my non-novel like I want because the plot mocks me. The plot is a nasty bugger. We hate the plot. Ohhh, yes. Tell me again why I need one of those anyway.
Um, so. What do I do now?
I don't think the still-being-sickness is a good thing. Thus I will make a doctor's appointment on Monday if I don't feel better. Oh, except that will involve calling my insurance company to change my PCP (because I got a new card today, and it is wrong, and I don't know why), so probably I just won't bother. Because that is how I am, okay? Okay. Doctors never help, anyway. So I'll just groan a little.
But...argh, yo. I'm in such a shitty mood for some reason. I can't write more chapters of my non-novel like I want because the plot mocks me. The plot is a nasty bugger. We hate the plot. Ohhh, yes. Tell me again why I need one of those anyway.
Um, so. What do I do now?