I open my big fucking mouth...
Apr. 15th, 2001 08:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
logansrogueI was there, breaking a sweat last night, and thinking "So this is it... my fever's gone. Wow. That flu didn't last very long." I said to my mother. "That's it? How pathetic."
Of course, then I go to sleep and get ANOTHER fever. Worse this time. I had a dream then, that every time I broke my fever, I'd get another one afterwards that would be WORSE than the last time and eventually I'd die. I was feeling so fucking awful in the dream, I mean I was burning up. I thought I was going to die. Then I woke up and realised I wasn't feeling quite *that* bad, but I still didn't feel like getting up. I had to - I had to get more codis to knock this fever on the head. I'd been moaning and shifting so Tina wasn't in too much of a deep sleep, and she got me codis, and orange juice, and talked to me for a little bit till I fell asleep.
Now that's a sister.
So here I am, sweating like a pig, hoping that the fever will go away this time, and maybe the paranoid weirdo dreams about AI will too (I'm really getting sick of that), and maybe someone read my LR story and actually gave me feedback.
I can hope upon hope, can I not?
Nacey.
Of course, then I go to sleep and get ANOTHER fever. Worse this time. I had a dream then, that every time I broke my fever, I'd get another one afterwards that would be WORSE than the last time and eventually I'd die. I was feeling so fucking awful in the dream, I mean I was burning up. I thought I was going to die. Then I woke up and realised I wasn't feeling quite *that* bad, but I still didn't feel like getting up. I had to - I had to get more codis to knock this fever on the head. I'd been moaning and shifting so Tina wasn't in too much of a deep sleep, and she got me codis, and orange juice, and talked to me for a little bit till I fell asleep.
Now that's a sister.
So here I am, sweating like a pig, hoping that the fever will go away this time, and maybe the paranoid weirdo dreams about AI will too (I'm really getting sick of that), and maybe someone read my LR story and actually gave me feedback.
I can hope upon hope, can I not?
Nacey.
