Not. Fucking. *Again.*

[rivka]

For approximately the six-millionth time this winter (okay, spring), I have a cold. Sore throat, headache, chills, sniffly, the whole exhilarating bonanza. I don't know why this stuff has been hitting me again and again and again. (Um. Other than, I don't get enough sleep or enough vitamins, and I spend most days in medical clinics with large numbers of immunocompromised people. Could that be it?)

But this time, it's all Ben's fault. He was just sick with a cold, but he shook it off in a day or two. That's my plan too. I cancelled my patients tomorrow (I'm not doing them a favor by coming in sick, not with their immune systems), and I intend to spend the day on the couch, under a blanket, and (hopefully, if the package arrives when it ought) deep in Bujold's Diplomatic Immunity. And sleeping. And drinking fluids. I will kill this cold with rest and vitamin C. Strictly speaking, I'm not sick enough to stay home from work: even if I oughtn't go to the clinic, I could go in to the office and wrangle data. But I've found that taking a cold immediately to bed cuts my recovery time immensely.

And I must be healthy by Friday, for my long-awaited visit with therealjae.

Must.

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[jodawi.livejournal.com]

Just dozens of smittennesses. And one platonic romantic love with someone whom i've not met who plunged into poly hell right after she was added to my friends list and is no longer allowed to be poly. And two 17.5 year olds that claim to be in love with me :/ . I try to dissuade them. I'm a complete failure as a middle-aged male net-pervert! *sobs*

don't even look at porn much any more... *sniffle*

[jodawi.livejournal.com]

Speaking of which, i'm meeting said platoromantical person soon, and my nose and throat are mysteriously scratchy tonight.

gr.

"i'm gonna wash that cold right outa my nose."
that would be a TMI if i knew what it meant.