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I've been marathoning Mad Men and Teen Wolf.
I took my first ever sick day on Wednesday. Usualy when I'm sick I would just work through it - high-five on resilience, body! - but this time I didn't think it was even safe for me to drive. Three days of no work in a row and I've been wasting it by lying in bed all day. I haven't looked at my LJ in 4 days or so. What a waste, what a waste... I hate being sick. I hate not knowing what my body wants me to do.
This is weird - I tried eating something new. It didn't taste bad; actually, I thought it didn't taste of anything at all. But then afterwards, the more I thought of it, the more disgusted I am with it, that the ghost memory of eating it is making me think of puking. So weird.
Bro#2 aka lil' bro is back home for the holidays, so that's nice. The only person I can order around ;) We hung out last night at The Mall. Watched Dark Shadows - I heard bad reviews, he heard good ones, so I said to just go in with no expectations and enjoy it for what it was. Both agreed the ending was pretty weak. Had a late lunch together, played at the arcade and watched as he tried to affirm his masculinity on that hammer smashing machine again and again. "Try jumping!" I said, "Use the energy from your entire body." I was thinking more Thor, less awkward frog thing that he was doing. But it did help! Realised how I missed hanging out with him even though he can be an annoying pain at times.
Had to cut it short though when my stomach acted up. Then I stayed up until 2 a.m. because it hurt when I lied down ;__; Spent that time at my table reading 1984 by desk lamp. Half-naked, for some reason. Now that I think about it, I don't know why I thought I'd feel better with no clothes on.
But there ya go.
//I'm just gonna... flop right here.
I took my first ever sick day on Wednesday. Usualy when I'm sick I would just work through it - high-five on resilience, body! - but this time I didn't think it was even safe for me to drive. Three days of no work in a row and I've been wasting it by lying in bed all day. I haven't looked at my LJ in 4 days or so. What a waste, what a waste... I hate being sick. I hate not knowing what my body wants me to do.
This is weird - I tried eating something new. It didn't taste bad; actually, I thought it didn't taste of anything at all. But then afterwards, the more I thought of it, the more disgusted I am with it, that the ghost memory of eating it is making me think of puking. So weird.
Bro#2 aka lil' bro is back home for the holidays, so that's nice. The only person I can order around ;) We hung out last night at The Mall. Watched Dark Shadows - I heard bad reviews, he heard good ones, so I said to just go in with no expectations and enjoy it for what it was. Both agreed the ending was pretty weak. Had a late lunch together, played at the arcade and watched as he tried to affirm his masculinity on that hammer smashing machine again and again. "Try jumping!" I said, "Use the energy from your entire body." I was thinking more Thor, less awkward frog thing that he was doing. But it did help! Realised how I missed hanging out with him even though he can be an annoying pain at times.
Had to cut it short though when my stomach acted up. Then I stayed up until 2 a.m. because it hurt when I lied down ;__; Spent that time at my table reading 1984 by desk lamp. Half-naked, for some reason. Now that I think about it, I don't know why I thought I'd feel better with no clothes on.
But there ya go.
//I'm just gonna... flop right here.