June 30th, 2000

Conjunctivitus

Yesterday's optimism is just a memory.

I think I can handle one disease at a time. Now I have layers of illnesses to cope with. Although the sore throat thing is starting to clear up (we hope), this morning I woke up with a right eye that wouldn't open. Yes, I have "pink eye", as they call it. It's pretty gross looking. I'm wearing my sunglasses at work so I don't feel like such a freak. Imagine the menacing stare of one normal eye paired with one reddish/pink half-open oozing eye.

I hope my journal doesn't being a list of medical complaints. My grandfather isn't this bad.

I'm only working until 10am, then I'm going to go pick up my eyedrop perscription and chill out at the manor with my pink, oozing eyeball.

I think qtkat gave this horrible disease to me. She said she had it a month ago. Oh well. It was all worth it :)


Oh, man, I had this crazy nightmare last night. Well, I was standing out in a field, and I had this huge satellite dish sticking out of my butt. And then there was hundreds of cows and aliens and then I went up on the ship, and Scott Baio gave me pinkeye!

- Eric Cartman

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When I went to pick up my perscription, they told me it wouldn't be ready for like six hours. It's been six hours, and I haven't heard from them. The toll-free number they gave me to check on it is busy. I need some drugs.

The phone is ringing.

Just qtkat checking up on me. Silly girl thinks I'm mad at her. I'm not. Even if she did infect me, which she probably didn't, it's not her fault.

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I'm over at qt's.

They finally got me my eyedrops from the pharmacy. Hopefully I'll be cured soon. I still feel like a freak walking around like this.

The pain in my eye has me worrying less about my throat, which I'm pretty sure is getting worse despite my ignorance of the problem. The louder I try to speak, the softer the words seem to come out. I'm starting to sound like the Godfather with emphasema.

But I've decided not to let my multiple ailments stop me from having a good time tonight. I think we're going to go see a movie. Probably Me, Myself & Irene, although I've heard mixed reviews. At any rate it seems more interesting than The Perfect Storm. Then again, John C. Reily and Mark Wahlberg are two of my favorite actors. If they were playing porn stars again I'd definitely be seeing that movie. Fisherman? I'll rent it on DVD.