So, I continue to be ill. I don't know what crawled inside me, and…

Aug. 27th, 2002

7:23 PM

So, I continue to be ill.

I don't know what crawled inside me, and then did not die, but I wish it would hurry up and get digested, because I feel quite gross. My guts have kept me away from working out two nights in a row now, which I am unhappy about.

My guts seem to dislike me putting food in them, and respond with stabbing pain and other yuckiness every time I eat.

This could stop any time now.

I am beginning to wonder if I might be better off avoiding food for a bit,

Current Mood: sick
Current Music:Fross-Convergence6-full

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mspiggyoncrack

Aug. 27th, 2002 05:00 pm (UTC)

you too?

I've determined that I've caught consumption, from reading too many comps-related Victorian novels. Perhaps I've given it, somehow, to you.

Do you feel unusually dainty, modest, and moralistic lately? Do you find your corset a bit too constraining?

I'm convinced that eventually I'll morph into a ringletted, old lace-wearing, Bronte-sisters wannabe. Ha-aackk!!

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curgoth

Aug. 27th, 2002 05:20 pm (UTC)

Well, I'm not coughing, so it's likely not consumption.

I think I may have something less fashionable, like food poisioning.

Unless it's some other kind of poisoning... say, where did I leave that bottle of very small doses of arsenic?

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