febrero 19, 2006

Sick I: Grroooogh.

I know I'm whingeing. I don't care.

Crossing-continent-squits. Nightly gut spasms.

Climate-change flu. Red hot fever alternating with ice chills and the familiar feeling of hollow limbs and a half memory that the back of your head exploded sometime back in 1983.

Getting up to brush my teeth is so much effort I have to puke.

tooth fairy

I feel like crap. Hi there Nepal. Wonder what you're like?

5 Advice:

Blogger eroica said...

*soft cushiony huggle*
sorry you're feeling yuck, and thank you so much for your letter from Laos. reply is being crafted, a page or two every couple of days. so hopefully you get it at your next pick-up... :-)
xx

febrero 19, 2006 4:21 a. m.  
Anonymous Anónimo said...

Get well soon

febrero 20, 2006 11:29 p. m.  
Blogger Lectrice said...

Cheers. I can sit still without expiring today. So there's hope.

febrero 21, 2006 6:47 a. m.  
Blogger Karen said...

Feeling a bit better now?

febrero 23, 2006 2:20 p. m.  
Blogger Lectrice said...

Nope. Fevered dreams, fevered dreams. I live within a ten yard bordered ritual of cafe - bed - cafe - bed.

febrero 24, 2006 7:06 a. m.  

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