Said She

Last night was a blur of the real world and FFXI: negative tests, medication, tissue, dying, leveling, and officially achieving Rank 5 and getting my airship pass.

During the time we were playing, I managed to have not one but two coughing fits, one of which resulted in a heavy misting of godonlyknowswhat being sprayed all over the desk, keyboard, monitor, and myself. Yuck. I cleaned myself up and resumed playing. I also managed to have a civil conversation with the president of the “Silvadel’s Avatar is PORN!” club on another FFXI forum.

Her>> I give up, if you want the avatar keep it
Her>> But keep in mind, the guys aren’t staring at it for its “artistic” quality -.-
>>Me : I planned on keeping it regardless. I could care less why people look at it.
Her>> What’s the point of keeping it? The sheer joy of seeing me get angry?
Her>> I really don’t care anymore, it’s between you and God now, I just have to rebuild a shattered reputation
>>Me : Whether I keep it or not has nothing to do with you or your god ^^
Her>> Ahh well, enjoy plaguing my eyes unmolested
>>Me : Like I said, it’s got noithing to do with you, and I could care less what you or anyone says about me/it.
>>Me : You just get all drama-queenish about it.
Her>> My only question…why did you bring it back after taking it down?
Her>> It seems as if you wanted to incite something
>>Me : Because I had about 3 people request it, including someone who raised me last week.
Her>> Was one of them *** by any chance?
>>Me : No, actually.
Her>> Oh well, if I have any more questions I’ll ask them later
Her>> I have a wedding in Bibiki to attend =^.^=
>>Me : Questions like what, how much I get paid to show off my tits?
Her>> I really don’t want to know >.<>>Me : lol

I ended up calling out this morning. I coughed for what seemed like 2 hours straight when I tried to go to sleep. I’d be fine for 5 minutes and then it would start back up again. Then I’d manage to get some sleep and it would just start up again 30 minutes later. At about 5am Skittles woke up and started running around behind and under the couch, so I had to get up and yell at him to go back to sleep. When Eddie woke me up at about 6am or so, I promptly fell back to sleep. He woke me up again and I told him I wasn’t leaving the couch, and that’s exactly where I stayed until 10am, when I sent a text message to my boss telling him that if I tried to talk any louder than a whisper I sound like a Wookie. I took my medicine (antibiotics and allergy stuff), and now I’m just sitting around when I should probably be in the shower.

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