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[cabbitzilla]

The every-20-minute-tossing-up frenzy seems to have let up at last. Fortunately it eased off before Megan got home from work... for some reason me throwing up inspires her to tell me how sick she is... which leaves me needing to stifle the urge of ripping the door off the bathroom and whomping her with it. I don't demand sympathy, but I could SURE as hell do without the commentary.

Yes, I'm a cranky bitch when I'm sick. I'm sorry. I mean no offense to my more gentle spirited readers, but I've promised myself to be honest here. :/

In spite of being sick, I've gotten two loads of laundry done and cleaned the piggy's cage. He popcorned himself straight off his table... thankfully I was close enough to catch the little guy. I didn't think he could 'corn over a 6" barrier... he was a bit too frightened to be impressed, though. I wonder if there's a Piggy Polevault event to enter him in, though. Something with little cushions to land on, so he'd be safe. I'm sure he'd win... provided no one lured him away with a carrot. :p

Nightambre, 'm sorry I squished the gaming yesterday. I din't mean to. *sigh* I -hate- being sick.

The larger issues are virtually untouched today; there's simply been no time or energy to address anything. *sigh* Tomorrow will be better...

*hugs*
~Ellie-chan

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[nightambre.livejournal.com]

*snugs!* Don't worry about it, you didn't squash it. I think we were all hitting that point, anyway. *gives you more snugs* I just want you to feel better. *and even more snugs*