2004-04-02 - 10:29 a.m.
Hmm...don't really know what I can write today. Me and virtually everyone I know was struck down with a bug that started with my brother. I still don't feel 100% but I've had to go back to work - I'm so bloody broke it's not funny.
Says she who has just put $80 worth of rugby tickets on her credit card...
It's sooo hot. Unbearably hot. This office desperately needs air conditioning. I don't think I could sweat through a summer in here so I suppose I should be grateful it's nearly winter. But I'm not. I HATE winter. It's cold and miserable and grey. Not that summer in Christchurch or New Zealand for that matter is much different. We seem to have the strangest climate in the world. It was snowing the other day and now it's boiling hot. Go figure.
I seem to be waning affections from David. Usually I'm very cuddly and smoochy with him but ever since I got sick it's the last thing I want to do. I don't want to hug him in bed or hold his hand or anything. I feel really bad but I can't seem to help it. He gets so hurt too. I can see it. I love him to death so I don't know what's wrong with me.
Yuck. There's still this horrible vomit taste in my mouth. It's amazing how long it lingers, no matter how much icy fresh Macleans you use. Blaaaaaah. And food? Not entirely out of the question but very much levelled down. I don't even like standing up and sitting down at the moment. Plus I feel fat cos, obviously, I haven't been to the gym this week. And I was going so well too! Two weeks in a row I was going nearly EVERY day! And now I've had a week off. Shameful.
Can't think of anything else to say. Just trying to kill some time cos this office is so damn boring sometimes.
