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I'm sick today; struggling to make it through work. Nothing contagious, I don't think; I must've eaten something weird yesterday or last night and slept for shit. Then I woke up and promptly lost it all. Yea. Very dizzy and white-faced but I didn't take the day off because I had to take off so many mornings because of Fare for All and I'm not going to be around much during Christmas either.
Tim and I are going to be seeing either The Nutcracker or the Radio City Christmas Spectacular this week on Friday. I'd prefer to see the former but the latter is just deliciously cheesy ("it'll fill YOUR heart with Christmas!") that I can't resist.
Now that I think about it, this isn't the first time I've been sick on this date. I always remember the date John Lennon was killed because I was sick on the night of December 8 in 1980 as well. Couldn't sleep, woke up in the middle of the night and lost it. Stayed home from school the next day and when my friend Hope called me to tell me the news, I had no idea who John Lennon was.
Tim and I are going to be seeing either The Nutcracker or the Radio City Christmas Spectacular this week on Friday. I'd prefer to see the former but the latter is just deliciously cheesy ("it'll fill YOUR heart with Christmas!") that I can't resist.
Now that I think about it, this isn't the first time I've been sick on this date. I always remember the date John Lennon was killed because I was sick on the night of December 8 in 1980 as well. Couldn't sleep, woke up in the middle of the night and lost it. Stayed home from school the next day and when my friend Hope called me to tell me the news, I had no idea who John Lennon was.