Jul. 16th, 2011
I am so sick of this.
Jul. 16th, 2011 05:57 pmYesterday I had a chance to get together with my oldest friend. We've known each other since we were four, grew up as next door neighbors, and as happens with adulthood, drifted apart. It was great to see Bill again, and we went out to Chili's for lunch. I had one beer. I didn't overeat, nor did I do anything stressful.
Last night I barely slept. Today, I'm running a pretty good fever and feel like crap. I guess I can't be around people without getting sick unto death. I'm weak as a kitten, in near constant pain, and I'm really depressed about this being my reality for the rest of my life.
I'm tired of being brave. I'm tired of being sick. I'm tired of putting on a good face for the world. I'm tired of adjusting my expectations.
And Barry Zito is pissing me off.
Last night I barely slept. Today, I'm running a pretty good fever and feel like crap. I guess I can't be around people without getting sick unto death. I'm weak as a kitten, in near constant pain, and I'm really depressed about this being my reality for the rest of my life.
I'm tired of being brave. I'm tired of being sick. I'm tired of putting on a good face for the world. I'm tired of adjusting my expectations.
And Barry Zito is pissing me off.