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24 January, 2006
Fever
(0) 18:17 I had a fever yesterday. Bah. And I felt horrible the whole day. But the thing was, I didn't actually have a temperature until I came home at about 6pm, when I felt like dying at 6am. Ah well. That's such a physical manifestation of me. No one ever knows, or no one can ever tell, how I'm feeling inside. No matter how crappy, shitty or wanting to die I feel inside, it somehow doesn't show, or doesn't get communicated. I don't even have a mask on. I'm just someone with an opacity at 10%. Fading, fading, faded. Maybe dead. But we aren't really sure are we? She looks alive. Look, I think she might still be breathing. *poke* She's not responding... but let's leave her alone, maybe she's just asleep. *people wander off in search of more interesting endeavours* I think I'm just about as interesting as a patch of wilting grass in the sunlight. Oh wait, maybe that's even more engaging than I am.