January 22, 2008~~4:00 p.m.
a sick day...

I'm going to keep this short because I'm typing it on my phone. And though I think the iPhone has a superior user interface, it's still kind of a pain.

Anyway, someone I like a lot bugged me today because I never write. I tried to engage him via email, but he was having no part of that, so if this is what it takes to make him happy, so be it. :)

I was home sick from work today and spent the whole day laying in bed. It was SO boring. Thank goodness for my Yahoo groups and their constant bickering for keeping me entertained.

I'd had plans to talk with one of my best friends this afternoon, so I sent him a text message this morning to alert him to the change in my day. The exchange went like this...

9:30am Alice: fyi im home sick 2day
11:40am Friend: im sick today too
11:41am Alice: whats wrong w/u?
11:42am Friend: ive been puking since 2am
11:43am Alice: u could have just said "flu"
11:44am Friend: i think its food poisoning. sorry.
11:45am Alice: sorry ur not feeling well
11:46am Friend: thanks

And that was it. I've been trying, all day, to let go of having hurt feelings over the fact that, clearly, my illness was a total non-issue. Maybe I'm just being overly sensitive because I've been in pain for the last 20 hours and everytime I pee it feels like I'm being stabbed (UTI, sorry, I know, tmi). And maybe he's just acting like a self-centered prick because he feels like crap and barely got any sleep.

Yea, or maybe it's always like this... give, give, give... take, take, take.

Of course I won't say or do anything about it because that's who I am. I'd chop offy own arm to avoid conflict.

Swell.

Other than that, though, R... Life is good. Should we plan for fish tacos during spring break?

~Alice