Tuesday, March 25, 2003
I'm writing this from my bed, propped up on my largest cushion, because when I try to write sitting at the desk in my office I get woozy. I've run a fever for almost twenty-four hours. I feel like shit. But I think the worst of this bout of whatever it is is behind me. I hate being sick and feeling useless.
And since I've done nothing much but be sick since my last post, there really is nothing for me to say here.
1:32 PM
