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Apr. 28th, 2005
I don't like this. I'm not quite sick enough to be happy I'm home. I mean, when I'm really sick, I'm just glad to lie in bed and sleep, or veg in front of the TV (or computer). I bitch about not feeliing well, but all my focus is on the fact I'm sick and just want to get better and/or die.
Today, though, I'm sick enough to sleep a lot and have a headache and feel like crap, but I'm well enough to want to *do* something. The bad thing is, when I try to (like, I was just cleaning/organizing), I start feeling like crap again. My mind is well, my body is not. And I'm too grumpy to write fic.
I got magazines to read, but I'm too ornery to give in and read. My apartment is a mess and I wanna clean.
Arg.
Today, though, I'm sick enough to sleep a lot and have a headache and feel like crap, but I'm well enough to want to *do* something. The bad thing is, when I try to (like, I was just cleaning/organizing), I start feeling like crap again. My mind is well, my body is not. And I'm too grumpy to write fic.
I got magazines to read, but I'm too ornery to give in and read. My apartment is a mess and I wanna clean.
Arg.