my favorite is the former Providence Civic Center, which is now:

the Dunkin’ Donuts Center.

I’ll let you think about that one for a bit.

y’know, between handling the bipolar disorder and the sleep apnea, you would think i’d have a good handle on what it means to take care of yourself when you don’t feel well.

ha.

i’ve been sleeping round the clock, tis true; i suppose that counts. but i’m way dehydrated and a tad hungry too.

i did just eat a banana.

i hate that i’m behind on a bunch of personal/poetic stuff, and this isn’t helping.

so stress about being sick piles on to sickness.

i wonder if i’d feel better if i didn’t have this laptop and had to get up to use the PC? give me convenience or give me death, right? that was the choice?

shit: it’s a sinus infection, not a death sentence.

i’m such a wuss, eh?

the way i speak when i feel like this = sinus inflection.

i’ll be sleeping now. sorry to have bothered you.

less runny, more headachey.

i’m so PRETTY.

love,
T