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sick and tired…
pajamas and my pillow. that is what my doctor told me i need. and he wrote me some prescriptions, took chest xrays, told me not to kiss rj…
i sit here in my favorite maroon sweatpants watching 500 days of summer. i have watched so many movies in the past three days i lost count. the pile of tissues next to the couch grows and grows. i have consumed an entire container of simply orange orange juice in a day and a half. i drift in and out of sleep.
being sick and doing nothing but watching movies and sitting on my macbook is also not good for my shopping habit. so far i have purchased a new coffeemaker, a coupon organizer, a 1972 edition of peter pan, and a present for molly.
