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I'm so sick right now. *coughs and makes a wry face* I'm pretty sure it has a lot to do with not wearing a dustmask when we cleaned out the sawdust hopper yesterday. I coughed a lot and threw up and my nose bled for a bit directly after, but it went away ('cept some coughing and light nausea) until a little after I went to bed last night.
Now I did something I never do anymore. Took a sick day off. Which is why i'm updating my journal at nearly 1pm.
Actually, I took two days off, coz I'm going to have to switch storage units tomorrow and move all my shit from one to the other. Whee. And that means I should be downstairs packing more stuff into boxes anyway. *sighs*
I want some soup. I can't eat anything yet today, so I'm stuck with my tea. Which is okay coz I like tea... I just want soup instead. *thinks* Some clam chowder.
I've been... Doing a lot of thinking about things in my life, partly due to input from family members on how well and how shitty I'm doing. Heh official State of the Monkey's Well-Being Address.
Evidently my work ethic has improved, yet my common sense has plummeted past even the worst expectations. It's like they think my IQ has dropped sharply in the last year or so. *sigh* To hear them go on for hours about what's wrong with me and why... It hurts. A lot. Dad won't even talk to me about it, he's so disgusted with me. This kind of input I expect from mom, who, while she loves me much, seems to be the worst detractor of how I do things. My brother... *thinks* To be fair, he wasn't mean or cruel like mom can be. But he knows how to get my attention with simple logic. Damn him. That hurts, too. To know that some aspects of how I'm acting and the things I'm doing can hurt me because of... logic.
With all the bullshit in life, sometimes I wish...
To hell with it. I'm going to keep plugging at it. If life were easy, it'd probably suck beyond measure. If I'm going to get the things I want in my life, I'm just going to have to work harder, seek new options, and... have faith.
*looks over at his lover's picture and smiles* Of course... I have one thing that fuels me in all this. *thinks and smiles again* Tessa's love helps me immeasurably. Sometimes I have to thank whatever Powers That Be for my luck at finding her.
*stretches and groans* rrr I'm so sore all over 8( *tries to rub his own shoulders, being mostly unsucessful in that endeavor*
eergh. I guess I should go pack some more. Bah.
I miss my munky. 8(
Now I did something I never do anymore. Took a sick day off. Which is why i'm updating my journal at nearly 1pm.
Actually, I took two days off, coz I'm going to have to switch storage units tomorrow and move all my shit from one to the other. Whee. And that means I should be downstairs packing more stuff into boxes anyway. *sighs*
I want some soup. I can't eat anything yet today, so I'm stuck with my tea. Which is okay coz I like tea... I just want soup instead. *thinks* Some clam chowder.
I've been... Doing a lot of thinking about things in my life, partly due to input from family members on how well and how shitty I'm doing. Heh official State of the Monkey's Well-Being Address.
Evidently my work ethic has improved, yet my common sense has plummeted past even the worst expectations. It's like they think my IQ has dropped sharply in the last year or so. *sigh* To hear them go on for hours about what's wrong with me and why... It hurts. A lot. Dad won't even talk to me about it, he's so disgusted with me. This kind of input I expect from mom, who, while she loves me much, seems to be the worst detractor of how I do things. My brother... *thinks* To be fair, he wasn't mean or cruel like mom can be. But he knows how to get my attention with simple logic. Damn him. That hurts, too. To know that some aspects of how I'm acting and the things I'm doing can hurt me because of... logic.
With all the bullshit in life, sometimes I wish...
To hell with it. I'm going to keep plugging at it. If life were easy, it'd probably suck beyond measure. If I'm going to get the things I want in my life, I'm just going to have to work harder, seek new options, and... have faith.
*looks over at his lover's picture and smiles* Of course... I have one thing that fuels me in all this. *thinks and smiles again* Tessa's love helps me immeasurably. Sometimes I have to thank whatever Powers That Be for my luck at finding her.
*stretches and groans* rrr I'm so sore all over 8( *tries to rub his own shoulders, being mostly unsucessful in that endeavor*
eergh. I guess I should go pack some more. Bah.
I miss my munky. 8(