January 26, 2000
Bad hair day.

Okay, so it's not just bad hair, it's like bad everything. I think I'm getting the cold Russell has. I've got that nagging itch thing in the back of my sinuses and the post nasal drip running in a torrent down the back of my throat and I don't think I've ever looked quite this shade of anemic gray before. We won't go into the ensuing ear infections that I've got brewing or the fact that I suspect I'll be in sugar hell while my body sorts this one out.

And my ass hurts. And when it's not my ass, it's my hips. And when it's not my hips, it's my groin. I swear I feel like I have one big awful groin pull going. It feels like one of those injuries that football players get that sports announcers pronounce sadly that so and so will be out of the game for a few weeks because even after it had been wrapped, the poor guy is a mess. Fuck that. Men, go ahead and try pregnancy and childbirth, I dare ya.

I hereby cease whining for today.

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