Some if Vita's collages...

An MC organized Tattoo convention (first half of the pickies)

Post sick

This bug was the funniest thing. I've never been hit that hard with an illness that I can remember. It's taking for ever to get out of it and that's peculiar in itself - like it shifted something in my mood. Of course getting the period right after you've gotten over a stomach bug isn't helping, but ... I've noticed I've been getting into random arguments with retards over the FB, for no reason. I keep writing something completely unimportant, getting replied in awful ways by strangers with zero understanding of anything and then I feel upset about it. And I do this five times a day. The closest, I think, could be the reason, for this odd subconscious masochism, is that it gets my blood really going and in an odd, oddly physical sense, I want to keep the blood circulated. I can't really go out and jog, as it would probably make me sick. It feel not good when I walk. My brain isn't getting enough oxygen and I have a hard time concentrating. Can't really do much of anything. Can't really watch anything either. Stuff feels detached. I ask myself - why would I want to do stuff anyway?

Like I said, being sick is the weirdest thing on morale.

The irony of it all is that I really feel like eating vitamins, apples and oranges and whatnot, but as soon as I do, my potty issues return. If I eat chocolate and carbs, I get to keep it in. Very tricky.

Still a bit sick, but Drej called to confirm the Xmas fair is green-lit, so I started doodling with the dry
crayons :)) It's important not to sneeze.

Gone girl (spoiler heavy)

Holy fuck. What a movie. maybe not the best choice in my queasy condition. I mean, I think Neal Patrick Harris is godawfully gross, but he didn't deserve this. Well, at least the cat survives.

I gotsta admit, I was scared thorough this whole movie. I was afraid thorough the most of Gravity, too, but there at least you feel good about everything at the end. I was scared shitless thorough here. At first I started to really worry this lady was long dead and nobody noticed. Then the movie turns and (it turns three times) I was completely relocated, hat to start to worry anew. Loved it how she got fat and bland. That didn't work either. I always knew she was going to kill her idiot rich groupie, but, aw, man. That was soooo not cool. But that scene, where she returns to her husband, all covered in blood, that was a work of art. And then so on and so forth, until the ugly non-end. There's a scene in it, towards the end, in which the husband sits awake at night, with the cat, staring at the locked door of his room. Scared shitless. I know how he felt. (I mean, watching the movie. Not being married to a complete and total lunatic :D :)

... or norovirus. One of those a**holes

... Fifth day and I am not well yet, but am well enough to be totally restless and moody. For some reason, my inflamed tract has decided to bloat and store an unhappy amount of air, which, when finally passed at some point on the potty, could fill up a Hindenburg blimp. I soooo want to go out and do something, but I still get sick at the most inopportune moments. I can be fine for hours and then suddenly within the same hour, I start to cramp and have to run to the restroom five times :/

General keeps refilling my hot water pillow torro, which I carry around under my shirt. Uh, mental note. I could use some tea. I haven't drank in almost about two minutes. (Body is so afraid I might dehydrate, I am thirsty like a lunatic.) No wonder I yearn MacDonald's salads - I probably washed all the grease and salt out of my system twice over.

Being sick sucks. 

I haven't been horny in five days. 

This is getting radical.

Feeling crappy :( Also literally. I can see why sick people get depressed so quickly: I wake up dead tired, I can barely move, I ache all over and pretty much everything makes me sick. I wish I could go outside, but I wouldn't be able to make it up the stairs again, because I haven't eaten anything in three days that would stay with me. Ah, the simple pleasures in life, like being able to fart or pee without acidic yellow green mess coming out from very sore places... It's kind of okay in the morning, but later, towards the end of the day, it gets awfully painful. This is an interesting reminder of what a good idea it is to care for your health: diseases that won't kill you but have no cure. I can see why sometimes sick people just give up: after three days you are so tired, you just want it to be over. On plus side, I will fit in all my jeans again. On minus ... I'm wondering if the fact that this virus found me so fast was because I haven't had a flu in the past decade? There was no build-up. I went from perfectly fine to super runny in no time. I miss my solid stool :/ Like I said: small comforts.

Rotavirus :(

Down with a stomach flu for the first time ever. No idea how or why it found me so fiercely, but what I can count is all the times I've ever vomited - my body doesn't let go of the food that easily: once, when I was very little and I got a pate poisoning, later, when I was 18 and drank all the champagne my parents bought me and threw it all up; later still, when I tried Long Island Ice Tea and same story and last, in Morocco, when I got poisoned, either intentionally or accidentally in a shoe shop. And tonight. I gets such spasms I'm seeing double for a while.

Tell you one thing, though. The only way to fly through a stomach flue is on the Controloc (pantaprazol) medication - the anti-acid-reflux... My diarrhetic butt would have been half melted by now from everything that keeps coming out and this vomiting thing - it's just saliva and water. No acid. It doesn't even hurt my throat. If, upon everything else, I also had an over-flow of acid, this whole ordeal would have sucked twice worse.