Cosmic Slop

So I'm going on my 3rd day of sickness and my 2nd day of missing work. As they said in office space. I'm not really missing it. I'm just missing the pay.

Last night a huge crash happened in my bedroom and I let out a scream (more like a squeak) due to my swollen glands. One of my poster prints hit the deck and the glass shattered, it also broke an outlet. Which I'm going to try to get one of my friends to fix when I'm no longer contagious. I may have strep*.

SPeaking of friends, Erlin called me yesterday to go out to breakfast. I had to say no due to how I was feeling. I really wanted to see him.

I havent eaten very much over the past few days, mostly cause I cant taste anything nor can I swallow much of anything either.

*I finally sucked it up and went to the doctors at 11 today, to get diagnosed and to get medicene so i can go back to work. I'm on penicillin now.

I cried pretty hard the other night. Mostly because I'm still hurting from the end of this marriage. There are just some times I think about it and the tears just dont stop. What can I say, even after everything he's done. I still care for him. I probably care more than I should actually. I still cant believe its over, although i signed those papers willingly.

Its almost time for another nap. Thats all i've been doing now for 3 days is sleeping. I certainly havent eaten very much the past few days.

Almost done with another book however. I added a whole bunch of new books to my library queue. Ones about dating, some about dating after divorce.

Ugh. I feel so out of it.