Encroaching Sickness June 08, 2003 - 2:41 a.m.

Mmmmmmmmmm. There are lots of pretty Buffy stuff added to eBay's evilness all the time. If I were wealthy, you'd better believe I'd be one of these idiots bidding insanely large amounts of money for the simplest of keepsakes. I've been a fan for so long, it only makes sense that I would have something like that. But, alas, I never shall.

I feel shitty... oh so shitty! I feel shitty, and poopy, and sick!! [It sounds better when you're singing it.] Yeah, I'm feeling horrible. I think I'm getting sick. But I've said that before and it didn't happen. Although this time, there's been constant chest pains. Daily. Hourly even. It's not letting up. It hurts and it causes me to be short of breath. Total suckage.

I've also been way tired lately. Trying my best to stay awake and only sleep eight hours a day. Sometimes, my best just isn't enough.

When Chris came home yesterday, I was sprawled out in the recliner, mostly asleep. He woke me up, kissed me on the forehead, and dropped Roger Rabbit two disc onto my chest. Waking up to kisses and presents... what a day! Tonight, I woke up to him cooking dinner. And it even included vegetables!

I think I'll go fix him some ice cream with Fudge Stripes on the side. It's the least I can do for him being so thoughtful.

I'm so very, very lucky.

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