Ow! Just a whole lot of hip pain today. Have I gone mad thinking my period has come already? Well, at least I went out once...that's always a delightful break in the monotony, right? Oh, have I mentioned that? Here's my daily routine: wake up at some ungodly hour of the day, go downstairs and hang out with the family, eat some foodstuffs, and then go back to work...or what could be perceived as work. It does make me happy, though...writing. I also feel like I'm going to puke again, which seems to be a pattern along with my sluggish sleepiness.
It seems I haven't actually eaten yet, which is a shame. I could ask for soup again, but that'd be worthless. I have to ask for something, though--or else that 100 pounds would shrink to a dreadful 90 or whatever and I'd land back in the hospital and they'd poke me with needles.
Worse, I'll have to explain why I'm 100 pounds shorter than I should be--and that's just no good.
Maybe I'm diabetic. Who knows? God, just save me from myself.
Love, Maridia "Alice/Coraline" Monroe
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Puppetry
RandomWell, let's get this out of the way now. I'm bored and figured--what the hell, I might as well chronicle each day from now until the very end. No particular deadline, really. And something hurts in my hips, so I need to distract from the pain in it...
