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Felt better yesterday. Feel worse today. Apparently all that walking around the house I did yesterday was too much strain for my poor abused system. COULD I POSSIBLY BE MORE PUNY? I SUBMIT THAT I COULD NOT.
The problem at this point, I think, is food: I know I need to eat it, but I have no appetite, and the smell makes me queasy.
Yesterday I made a list of things I wanted to get done today. Sheah, right. None of them is going to happen. I suck.
And apparently I have managed to infect Mrs.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
liggphys AND Chibi-liggphys, all the way across on the left coast. They, in turn, have infected liggphys. What's up with that? Computer virus takes on a whole new meaning.
I go to couch now. Vertical is bad.
The problem at this point, I think, is food: I know I need to eat it, but I have no appetite, and the smell makes me queasy.
Yesterday I made a list of things I wanted to get done today. Sheah, right. None of them is going to happen. I suck.
And apparently I have managed to infect Mrs.
liggphys AND Chibi-liggphys, all the way across on the left coast. They, in turn, have infected liggphys. What's up with that? Computer virus takes on a whole new meaning.I go to couch now. Vertical is bad.
