damn, I hate when I get sick. I'm not good to anybody, am in a bad mood, can't concentrate and wish I wasn't so alone.
I'd been missing Annette, even while I knew it was best we weren't seeing each other. I hate that I don't have enough energy to give to another person right now - even if I've been needing it.
Being sick makes me wish for that light touch, for someone to ask me how I'm doing. Tigrette's been great, helping me as she can, cleaning up after herself and generally being low-maintenance.
I think I might be getting tonsilitis. My fever stayed with me most of today and I am achy. My tonsils having been swelling up but are worse now, with some puss forming at the back. Super nasty. I'm not feeling too pretty.