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[nny]

I have toddler pout of impending woe. Usually I'm, like, actively sick. Worrying about throwing up or whatever. And now I'm just. Everything hurts and I dislike it and there's nothing to distract me. And I'm trying to decide whether I can get dressed and down to the shop for some soup within twentyminutes and the answer is no but I haven't admitted it to myself yet. Fuckin' naps. I'm not supposed to leave my flat either. There's just nothing I want to eaaaat. Maybe I can suck on a hash brown or something because apparently the Tamiflu or whatever it's called will make me sick if I don't eat.

IN CONCLUSION: distract me with something? Rec a feelgood film, possibly? Or some art? I can't deal with reading.

I'm like the worst patient ever except Stephen Maturin.

Comments

[villainny.livejournal.com]

Have you ever seen The Truth About Cats and Dogs?

[ladyflowdi.livejournal.com]

Bahaha, yes! Janeane Garofalo owns my soul. I have that on DVD :D :D :D

[villainny.livejournal.com]

HEE ME TOO!!! I mean, okay, disregarding the central premise that Uma Thurman is hotter than her, which I JUST DO NOT BUY OKAY, I adore her character and the fact that they have phone sex and how completely slashy the two central female characters are and how it's essentially a film about women and there is a decent female friendship in there and and and! :D