Yuck. Sick again. No voice above a whisper, and coughing up lots of beautiful phlegm. Which is better than the blood I was coughing up Saturday. Lovely details, eh? At least I wasn't sick on my birthday. I need a day at a spa. Yes, I think some time in a sauna, a full-body massage (by a tall, dark and handsome type), a pedicure and a facial would cure all my ills. Wouldn't that be a breakthrough in medicine?
--N
LATELY
My New Page - 2006-04-15
Life is a Magic Thing, Woah. - 2005-11-18
No Dooce for You! - 2005-11-09
The Nicest Thing Anyone Has Ever Said To Me - 2005-09-05
Ugh. Grunt. Some Other Stuff. - 2005-09-01
RANDOM ENTRY
all words � ME, 2005.