So I'm sick and therefore can't go running about on my usual adventures while waiting for sign language class (it's really inconvenient having a class once a week at 530pm), so I decided to write an update. Long and rambly and useless
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This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper."
It's so cool to compare some of T. S. Eliot's rougher stuff (like The Wasteland) with, say, Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats.
Your illness sounds a lot like mine, except I haven't been puking. I've been noticeably ill for three weeks out of the past four, leading up to fun hallucinations of little white feathers floating around the room while I was shivering in two layers of clothes in my bed. Yeah, so I showed up at the doctor's office for the third time this illness on Monday morning, but this time I had a 102 fever to get their attention; yay student health. Yeah, the nurse looked at me and was like, "Here, drink some Gatorade, dear. And have some Tylenol. Right now." So, the doctor was like, "What, did you miss me? Don't you ever get better?" But he finally gave me drugs--yay drugs--to try and actually kick this thing. So, good luck with yours; I'll be fighting the good fight here in Florida.
Ta
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love you.
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love you, darling.
<3
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I should read The Wasteland, God, I really need to read more. ♥
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