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blahhhhhhh update.
Jun. 4th, 2008 04:58 pmFinished my shift, which was pretty slow, thankfully, and made the effort to get dressed and go to the store.
By "the store", I mean the drugstore, as opposed to the "dep" or convenience store that I am forever running off to.
The drugstore, Jean Coutu, is immeasurably distant when one is ill. It's a whole three and a half blocks away as opposed to the one and a half blocks away the dep is.
It's something like 19 degrees C outside (about 65 F) and I went out with a jacket because I couldn't stop shivering. I even brought bus tickets along in case I desperately had to stop, sit down and wait for the bus. But I trudged along, shivering away, and after something like ten minutes (which is what, double the time that would normally take??) I made it to Jean Coutu.
Hello, Kleenex with Lotion. How are you? Hi, Dayquil. Marry me. Oh, and hey, a cheap thermometer to replace the one I've had since 2001 or something, whose battery finally gave out. (Part of me still thinks mercurial thermometers are infinitely superior, but I'm lazy and I like the convenience contained in a digital display.) And WOOHOO for orange Vicks with vitamin C.
Then I stopped at the dep on my way home, grabbing a litre of bottled water (more portable than a glass and less refilling of it, too) and some Coke and some orange juice.
Forty minutes after I left home, I got back. I've had dayquil, orange juice, some Coke and I seem to be less foggy now.
I did, however, just sneeze eleven times in about forty seconds, however. Blech.
I feel like I should be doing something, but I think I'm going to dig up my old Super Nintendo and play Mario or something. The theme song is stuck in my head, for some reason.
By "the store", I mean the drugstore, as opposed to the "dep" or convenience store that I am forever running off to.
The drugstore, Jean Coutu, is immeasurably distant when one is ill. It's a whole three and a half blocks away as opposed to the one and a half blocks away the dep is.
It's something like 19 degrees C outside (about 65 F) and I went out with a jacket because I couldn't stop shivering. I even brought bus tickets along in case I desperately had to stop, sit down and wait for the bus. But I trudged along, shivering away, and after something like ten minutes (which is what, double the time that would normally take??) I made it to Jean Coutu.
Hello, Kleenex with Lotion. How are you? Hi, Dayquil. Marry me. Oh, and hey, a cheap thermometer to replace the one I've had since 2001 or something, whose battery finally gave out. (Part of me still thinks mercurial thermometers are infinitely superior, but I'm lazy and I like the convenience contained in a digital display.) And WOOHOO for orange Vicks with vitamin C.
Then I stopped at the dep on my way home, grabbing a litre of bottled water (more portable than a glass and less refilling of it, too) and some Coke and some orange juice.
Forty minutes after I left home, I got back. I've had dayquil, orange juice, some Coke and I seem to be less foggy now.
I did, however, just sneeze eleven times in about forty seconds, however. Blech.
I feel like I should be doing something, but I think I'm going to dig up my old Super Nintendo and play Mario or something. The theme song is stuck in my head, for some reason.
