Comfort in Truth November 04, 2002 - 12:47 a.m.

I'm getting sick. Like, cold sick.

My head is in immense pain.

My nose won't stop running.

I'm coughing and sneezing non-stop.

My stomach is completely flipping out.

Have I mentioned that my head hurts? Yeah? Well... It needs to be mentioned again because it's that bad.

My joints are all kinds of achey. Arthritis, achey. Especially in my hands. But.... oh, look.... I'm still typing. I may be in pain, but I can be persistent when I really want to, dammit.

And I have the word 'loser' scrawled on my forearm in big black bold letters. Amazingly enough, that's the only part of me that doesn't hurt.

So much for 'the truth hurts' theory the Powers-That-Be proclaim.

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