Mar. 31, 2003 ~ Not much of anything
Have been sick off and on for a while now. Months. This sinus/throat thing just won't go away. The only time I feel like I'll live is when I'm on steroids, and one can't do that all the time. So I'm just on day 23,046 of antibiotics (okay, that is a slight exaggeration) and decongestants, and I don't feel so great. I don't want to speculate about what's wrong. Am going to a couple of specialists next week, supposedly. I may call one tomorrow and see if he can possibly see me sooner. Right now I think I just need to go to bed. Can't even remember what I was starting to write next.
Oh, well, there was this... today on TV there was a story about young men who had moved out of Iraq, but were moving back IN, to fight for their country. One young man in particular was handsome and seemed charming, and he was so patriotic. But then I realized that this person would like nothing more than to kill my son, and your son, and probably me. All of a sudden he didn't seem so handsome or charming.
Not a very cheerful thought, is it?
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