10:05--Feeling Ghastly
Jul. 15th, 2005 10:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chochiyo_samaI continue to feel like total shit.
My stomach is killing me.
I have come to the conclusion it must be the heat rather than the drugs--if it were just the drugs, I'd have puked them up by now.
I have perservered and got the unit binders onto the shelves (they were stacked by topic on the floor against the wall) and now I am attempting to get the units that I will be using in the fall placed into the bookshelf behind the desk--where they will be convenient to me when I'm actually teaching.
It feels like they've cranked the air conditioner down a few degrees, which helps--but not a lot.
I want to go home and soak in a tepid tub until I feel less horrid.
Then, I think, a nice long nap.
Bleah.
My stomach is killing me.
I have come to the conclusion it must be the heat rather than the drugs--if it were just the drugs, I'd have puked them up by now.
I have perservered and got the unit binders onto the shelves (they were stacked by topic on the floor against the wall) and now I am attempting to get the units that I will be using in the fall placed into the bookshelf behind the desk--where they will be convenient to me when I'm actually teaching.
It feels like they've cranked the air conditioner down a few degrees, which helps--but not a lot.
I want to go home and soak in a tepid tub until I feel less horrid.
Then, I think, a nice long nap.
Bleah.
