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Monday, 6 July 2020

So broken

I spent today failing to do anything, thinking it was just laziness that had me feeling kind of off.  Tonight I have chest pain and a very fuzzy head.  Bit of nausea too, but I think it is dizziness based rather than more physical.

Why am I so fucking broken?

I basically didn't do this weekend.
After accidentally agreeing to a dinner with my mother and sibling on Friday, I mostly spent the weekend in my PJs until my dad took me for Sunday dinner.  Fancy Chinese food.  So much duck.

So much achieving nothing because I feel run into the ground.

[edit] got a few hits from countries that aren't Turkmenistan, though can't tell what they looked like as my pageview stats are so utterly flooded by the Turkmenistan hits that continue.  I do suspect, however, that the two hits from the US were to entries particularly focused on by the Turkmenistan hits.  Maybe someone is romance scamming posing as me and has started linking to entries on here so as to prove that they 'exist'.

And oral temperature of 37.4, so I almost certainly am running a little bit of a fever again tonight.  Which maybe explains the fuzziness.

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