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   Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Back to being ill. And stupid too. I was supposed to work today. I knew this last night. And then I didn't. And then I did. And then I didn't. Know, that is. My brain has been fried for 5 days, and it's starting to show in more ways than just my voice sounding funny, or my shivery fits, or the newest symptom: obsession with '80's music.

Anyways, I called in after I was supposed to be there, which is never a good thing. It's not fair to the people you work with, and it stresses DJ out (which is one thing that the man does not need). But I swear that in my brain it made sense...and now it doesn't. DJ was at the bank though, and I left a message with Jeff. For the first time since I started feeling ill, I was almost grateful that my voice sounds off, because it was like my shred of proof that I was really ill and not just being an asshole.

I talked to Mark about all this online, and he said he'd been reading about fevers online and that my problems with alternating temperatures was normal, and that I should see a doctor if this persisted longer than 10 days. He also had all kinds of scary theories about the cause of my illness, which fit the facts, but aren't a sure thing by any means (thankfully). He's on his lunch now. I'm fine being on the computer for right now, but I know that in a little while my brain will switch or something and I'll not want to be sitting here.

I'll probably read more of the Garak Book later. It helps me forget that I'm basically stuck inside the condo; I'm a hostage of this fricking virus or whatever. erg.

I read Poppy's Blog, and then Kiernan's, and I learned that I'm cisgender; I like it.

I have Information Society ("What's On Your Mind"), Alphaville ("Big In Japan") & Howard Jones ("Things Can Only Get Better" & "What Is Love?") stuck in my head. There are worse things to get stuck in your head, so I'm mostly ok with that. Oh, and RENT songs too. Which is fine. Except that I start to sing without thinking about it, and then the pain kicks in, which is annoying.

   posted by Bald Jason at 02:17 PM
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