Desperation.

I hate being sick, and I hate being alone. So, it's been a wonderful day.

I'm only here writing because I'm desperate for something to get my mind off of my nauseousness. I haven't been this stomach sick in a long long time and it blows. And, I can't call in sick to work, because I am it...the only one. If I feel this bad later, tho, I might have no choice, because I know I cannot do this two days in a row. I'm barely making it through today.

Usually Magnum can come home or stay home with me when I'm sick, but today he's busy and can't and apparently I was making him feel guilty, which just makes me feel worse.

Fuck. This. Sucks.