Feb 12, 2003 11:16
I'm so damn sick. Actually today I'm feeling somewhat better, but I didn't sleep well last night and I still have a fever so I decided to stay home so that I'll be well enough to go into work tomorrow. I'm pretty stressed out because I've missed so much work this week and that doesn't mean my bills will magically go away. But I have to keep my health up and there was just no way work was going to get done. Especially since I don't have much of a voice and my job depends on me being able to speak. Anyway, I hope Aaron brings me some chicken soup later, I could really use some. The brits don't really keep any in the house. I did finally locate some ibuprofen which was a much better experience than that aspirin from last week.
I hate missing work, it makes me feel unimportant and obnoxious. It also reminds me of parts of this summer, not the parts I like remembering. The times when I was self-centered and fucked over the entire world around me and I hate that I was ever like that. I know that missing work this time was legit but it reminded me of the oh so many times it wasn't and I got angry at myself.
On an up note I managed to look in the mirror today and not feel completely fat, I think that's a good sign. I've also been reading "Live from New York" which has been pretty good, if anyone would like to borrow it let me know. Which reminds me a lot of people have a lot of my books which I don't mind but I occasionally freak out that I'm never going to get them back. I'm a bit of a freak sometimes...