babble
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Teepee:
Well, it's not a kidney-anything, it's a bladder infection. Neato! I haven't had one of those in a while. Anyway, my doc put me on antibiotics and I've been downing ibuprofen like it's booze but I still feel like a horse stepped on me. To add to that, my L.A. roommate and I have depleted almost every single drop of liquid in the refrigerator, so if I don't drag my feverish, achy ass to the store right now I'm going to have to resort to tap water. Ghetto L.A. tap water. Ewww. So, after I (hopefully) break this fever, I'm going to try and hobble to the store. Maybe I can bribe a neighbor into taking me by letting them drive my car.
I hope I recover from this shit this week, because I'm supposed to start back up on the constant travel thing again next week. One flight takes me to one place, but not back to L.A., so if I can't leave Monday, I have to change a billion things around and goddammit what a pain in the ass. Thanks, bladder, for potentially ruining the next two weeks of everything!
This also means I'm not going to Comic-con. Sucks, because I had a SWEET room at the Hilton up on the floor where the celebrity guests stay. Goddammit.
Actually, it's not really that big a deal. I probably really needed to just rest and give my body a break what with all the traveling and sexin' and emotional rollercoastery things I've been up to lately. So I'll just spend the rest of the week and weekend on the sofa with cats and cranberry juice and all will be right with the world.
babbled by Kat @ 1:06:00 PM |
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