I'm still ill.
That's going to be the name of my autobiographical poem someday.
Okay, probably not. It'll be something like Life of a Pantomime Hussy but still being ill sums up my last two days. I was going to go out of town this weekend as I've got Monday off due to President's Day to go visit some friends in Oklahoma. I just wasn't feeling
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I hope you feel better soon.
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OR! perhaps the reason I don't get ill is because I have that Boba Fett cutout in my life. That might be it.
OR! Perhaps I'm stuck in an insane asylum somewhere and this is all an elaborate fantasy. Go fucking figure that my "elaborate fantasy" consists mostly of me sitting on the internet all day, writing characters that I didn't create. Hrm.
I dunno.
xo
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My couch welcomes you. *bribes you with the shiny lights of the strip*
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I'd make you chicken soup, but that would be hard.
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