{"id":479,"date":"2004-12-20T23:00:00","date_gmt":"2004-12-21T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chocolatemussolini.com\/cm\/default.asp?n=328"},"modified":"2004-12-20T23:00:00","modified_gmt":"2004-12-21T06:00:00","slug":"not-getting-sick-not-getting-sick-not-getting","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/?p=479","title":{"rendered":"not getting sick not getting sick not getting…"},"content":{"rendered":"

To-day in binary.<\/p>\n

not down: being sick<\/b>
I’m not sure what’s up. I got up and puked and got dizzy and crashed and spent the first half of the day with a pounding headache. The second half I’ve felt unusually warm and my neck and shoulders are killing me. I fell asleep twice on the couch in the half hour I was sitting there knitting, waiting for my ride. Now my throat’s starting to hurt. This is clearly no damn bueno.<\/p>\n

down: presents!<\/b>
Turns out Scotty’s refrigerator boxes were housewarming gifts; the xmas ones arrived separately. That meant I got to open them today! They’re beautiful, and so perfect for me. And… wow. I cried really hard.<\/p>\n

I’m turning into my mother!<\/p>\n

not down: cold<\/b>
Holy shit! To brightside this, at least we have a tiny tiny bit of snow.<\/p>\n

down: more presents!<\/b>
The Amazon fairy paid another visit and I wish to announce that I’m being very good and placing everything under my tree until xmas, even the Secret Santa stuff. Unless directed otherwise, as above.<\/p>\n

not down: dying?<\/b>
I’m questioning my ability to stand up long enough to take a shower right now. I think I’ll go to bed. I really hate the idea of dying stinky, though.<\/p>\n

Dilemma.
Jenni<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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