I mean, yeah, it's not life-threatening or anything, but it bloody well is life-altering, and it causes me a lot of grief. Which I should just shut the hell up about and get over or something, because it's annoying, even though the only time I bring it up anymore is when I tell him I'm heading back to bed so he has a clue where I am if he's looking for me, instead of just disappearing on him.
Be as sick as you like, but do it on your own time.
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Date: 2012-10-22 07:12 pm (UTC)Be as sick as you like, but do it on your own time.