Good news and bad news. And some gross news.

[growler_south]

Good news: I'm not sweaty, dizzy, or delerious any more. Head normal.
Bad news: My guts are still dealing with the aftermath, I've been running to toilet every couple of hours, and so I've had no sleep.
Gross news: The one time I *did* get to sleep I woke up just a fraction of a second too late. EWWW!!!

*runs squealing down the hallway at 5am*

I was tempted to use the 'butt' icon but I fear that would be going too far... so we get the pretty lily instead.

Comments

[gregorbehr.livejournal.com]

You're such a shit... LOL

Well, you know your shit best...
But I'll still play mother bear and say if you dont get your shit together soon, see the doc. You're a skinny boy as it is, don't shit yourself away :)

[bikerbearmark.livejournal.com]

Ditto! Go to the doc if you aren't better! Or we'll nag you from a far continent - so there!

[gregorbehr.livejournal.com]

He forgets, I have his mobile number and I'm not afraid to use it...
Ah, the benefits of working for a Phone Company! I can conference call you in for joint nagging! :)

[growler-south.livejournal.com]

bullshit, you ARE afraid to use it, you've had the number for 2 weeks now and what, ONE phone call? and that was after emailing me to make sure it was ok...

Its a MOBILE PHONE, it's with me all the time, if I dont answer its because its not appropriate or I'm asleep and I have it on silent. Either way, you may attempt to call me at any time.

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G

[furr-a-bruin.livejournal.com]

Hrmf. You've never given ME the number.

*pout*fume*

[growler-south.livejournal.com]

LOL I learned that lesson last time- wait 4 days and then go see a doctor who knows about bottoms.