Tag Archives: Sick

On Being Sick

Hopefully, by the time you read this I will be well. [Well, you’d better be. –ed.] He’s only saying that because I’m supposed to be at AWP and if I’m still sick than I’ll probably not be.  The last time … Continue reading

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In the land of rain

It appears to be a land of rain this week and, granted, I can still see my breath when in the shadow of a building or at night, but it must be warm if it’s not snowing. I actually got … Continue reading

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I’ve 26% Remaining

Which means this is just to say, Hey, and though I’m still recovering from sickness, I hope to have a good Christmas by myself, nonetheless, and check out what strange festivities they have planned for the Rynek Glowny (currently they’re … Continue reading

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I have found the opposite of fun

and it is sickness. At least I’ve found (hopefully) what will be my four worst days in Poland. I only came out here (to check on other possible interviews, and on solid dates for the interviews requested) to let you … Continue reading

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Sickity. Sickity. Sick.

If I hadn’t gotten rid of the picture of Jeoffrey curled in my bed, that’s the picture I would’ve used. Last night I went to sleep early, felt like I was burning in my sheets, and the only reason I’m … Continue reading

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Nose Goblins and other personal wildlife

Which means I have a cold. Goblins beware! And my body is a bit tired, so much so that I didn’t even go play soccer today (which isn’t doing wonders for my bodily shape. I’m sure I’ve brought it up … Continue reading

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Eye am infected

or so it seems. Just about an hour ago my left eye started feeling funny, and I removed my contacts, thinking they might have been annoying the eye. Sadly, this was not the case. The lower outside part of the … Continue reading

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“I think that anyone would run from you”

That may be a bastardization of a Vanessa Peters’ song (“Marathon” from Mirabilandia), and so I apologize, Vanessa. I take all responsibility. I don’t take all responsibility for what my front bottom teeth are doing. Apparently they’re slow-dancing a tango. … Continue reading

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Reading and Back Pain (Unrelated)

Soccer is not good for my health. Although possibly I wouldn’t have hurt myself if I’d played any in the past four weeks before yesterday’s quick rush towards a ball that wasn’t within reach no matter what and a second … Continue reading

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