The curse of the sickie!
Jan. 9th, 2006 06:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annwfynI was meant to have a meeting with my supervisor today. I arranged it, planned it, and then last night had a bout of patheticness and e mailed her claiming sickness so I could spend pierot's birthday with him, instead of in Oxford.
I planned many nice things. I planned breakfast in bed for him, and presents, and lots of affection.
I forgot one thing.
THE CURSE OF THE SICKIE.
It's like a rule with me. The minute I falsely claim to be ill, the symptoms begin. I start feeling crappy. My temperature rises. Right now I've got a sore throat, am slightly giddy, have a head like a lump of lead and a temperature of around 100 degrees (fahrenheit).
I've tried telling myself it is psychosomatic.
My body disagrees.
It's one of those weird 'instant karma' things, I think, where if you claim something is wrong to get sympathy, that thing WILL go wrong.
Damnation and tarnation.
pierot's birthday with him, instead of in Oxford.I planned many nice things. I planned breakfast in bed for him, and presents, and lots of affection.
I forgot one thing.
THE CURSE OF THE SICKIE.
It's like a rule with me. The minute I falsely claim to be ill, the symptoms begin. I start feeling crappy. My temperature rises. Right now I've got a sore throat, am slightly giddy, have a head like a lump of lead and a temperature of around 100 degrees (fahrenheit).
I've tried telling myself it is psychosomatic.
My body disagrees.
It's one of those weird 'instant karma' things, I think, where if you claim something is wrong to get sympathy, that thing WILL go wrong.
Damnation and tarnation.
