This fucking show...(and books)
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This fucking show...(and books)
So. I'm back to... almost human status now. No fever. No... icky bodily function stuff. No cramps. (Good god almighty, the stomach cramps that came after the cessation of the icky bodily function stuff? That was horrid. I won't compare it to child birth, as I obviously have no idea, but... while I was double over and writhing in agony, that's immediately what came to mind.) No aches.
Still restless and not sleeping well, coughing and/or sneezing and sniffling here and there. (Remember... head cold and stomach flu at the same time. Don't recommend, for the record.) Oh... and dehydrated. I can't seem to get in enough fluids and yes... I know there are products that will help with that, but they're nasty and I'm just getting over the stomach flu... don't want to put anything in that may make me feel all vomity or something. So... it's just water. Lots and lots of water.
I took tonight off... figured one more night of recovery was warranted. No sense in rushing back to work... a place crawling with the sort of germs I'm just getting over... nope. Couldn't see that as being a very good idea. So... my three day weekend has turned into a five day weekend. Though not an entirely pleasant one.
And I'm all discombobulated. I had no idea what today was, as far as day of the week... I'm sorted now, but this morning I was all out of sorts. Of course, I was tired and had a headache (on top of everything else)... so... yeah.
I've done nothing today. I did make a pharmacy run. Twice during the day I ate a half a sandwich. As in a took a piece of bread and halved it... then put some shaved turkey and cheese on it. Had that with a wee glass of 7Up. I wasn't in the mood for eating, but I'd not eaten since about 3p Saturday and my stomach literally felt like it was folding in on itself. That and I was terribly weak...
This evening I made the pizza that I was going to have on Saturday. Man, did that taste good, lol. Ate a piece and a half... and was so stuffed. I'm glad it didn't cause any problems... but I sure wish I could've eaten more of it. Of course... I'll have left overs for later.
Mom also bought me pudding and Jello cups. I think those will be perfect size snacks to nibble through out the day and night... no too much to stress out my innards, as it were.
Being sick sucks balls.
Being sick x2, at the same time? That's just insult to injury right there. I mean... seriously? That's not even nice. Though I suppose if my immune system was busy fighting the cold, that may be how the other managed to sneak in... I dunno. I just know it sucked balls. A lot.
Jake, my former supervisor, emailed me to let me know he's getting married in June. Again.
Ok. Don't get me wrong. I wish him the best and all that good stuff and I'm glad that he's happy... I'm just... this is marriage number three, for starters. Divorce number two was just final a couple of months ago... I mean... seriously? Why the rush?
As a person who couldn't imagine being married even one time, the thought of signing up for it three times? Is a bit baffling to me, honestly. I mean... at what point do you say enough's enough? And I'm not saying to give up on love or whatever... but seriously? I don't get it, lol. I just... don't. People will say that they love each other... I get that and I'm sure they do. And I'm sure he and his first wife loved each other and he and his second wife loved each other... and... blah, blah, blah...
I don't know how his 1st marriage came apart. I know how the 2nd one came apart and how that played out. It was not good stuff. (I imagine most divorces aren't good stuff, though, eh?) In the vein of crazy not good stuff... and ten minutes after you jump off that merry go round of nonsense, you jump right onto another one?
Yeah... that seems like a bad idea to me. I hope, for both their sake, that all goes well and they live happily ever after. (My god kids' mom had to get to marriage #3 to get the right dude, sooooooooo...)
Watching Dr. Phil today whilst lying in bed and had one of those I know that person (figuratively speaking) moments. We can blind ourselves to a lot of things if we decide to, can't we? Silly human beans. That stuff they say about the leopard and it's spots is truth. Every spot I've turned a blind eye to, has come back in bit me right square in the ass. Beware the spots, people! They bite!
I just got an email with this subject line...
Special Online Bullriding Discount...
This amuses me on multiple levels.
Guys...I need a gif intervention...
Why isn't this thread stickied?
Had a dream that I bought a $500,000 house on the whim (as I normally do things) and Judge Judy was the one that handed me the title to the house over for some reason.
Update: No surgery needed at the moment. Back in six months for another check. Guess I can start jogging again!
When I hate the common media (TV, radio, advertisements), do I hate society as a consequence?
When I hate society, how am I supposed to survive (in it)?