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Previous - this entry written on February 13, 2008 at 3:01 am - Next ...I should be sleeping. I feel exhausted, partly from throwing up (yay for a dairy allergy and unexpected butter), partly from an honest need for sleep, partly from assorted stresses. I'm still pretty queasy, enough so that laying down is a Bad Idea and more than enough to make me unwilling to focus on anything for long, since every time I try I just get too nauseated to keep it up. I hate feeling like this, I'd rather be in pain. At least then I could DO something about it. Actually, between the unusually-upset stomach, the slight fever, and a few other none-too-subtle clues, I'm pretty sure that this is a fever, not a cold... or at least it is now. That or I've magically gotten pregnant again, which I rather doubt. *sigh* I hate feeling like this. I'd had a fairly lengthy entry in mind to type up but even looking at the computer screen is making it worse, so I'm just gonna post this and go sit by a window or something.
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