Ill

Sick I've been, sick I am, sick will I be tomorrow?

There was the near-fever and headache from two nights ago. And ever since then I've been having persistent migranes and stomach aches. Low energy, low appetite, felt like food poisoning. How is that possible?

I don't think I've been eating anything foul. Mom's cooking should be fine, considering that neither she nor Jack got sick. I haven't really eaten anything outside besides the Big Shot BBQ pork sandwich on Tues or Wed. Maybe from drinking? I haven't drank excessively, at least by the standards of a typical binge alcoholic. Weed? I've never heard of people getting sick from smoking weed. If anything weed should have eased the onset of the pain.

The more I think about it, the more I think that the old smelly bottle of vodka(I knew I should've paid attention to the un-vodka-like smell) from Ed's house, the one he brought out after Salick, Mark and I drank everything else, did the trick.

On top of the illness, nights of over-drinking, over-smoking, combined with days of under-sleeping, under-hydrating, under-nourishing and under-exercising have resulted in around-the-clock fatique.

I must admit, although the illness has caused much discomfort, it has not caused much dismay in my daily ritual of doing absolutely nothing. This whole week, I've split time playing Diablo II, LOD, Master of Orion, and Front Mission 4 (plus NBA2K3 and Winning11 with Mark). My neck is stiff from so much video games. I literally played Front Mission 4 (giant robot TBS game) from the moment I woke up until now. If not for Mark coming over and taking away the PS2 (for Megan and Mika to play Spiderman2), I most certainly would've have been playing still. With Japan preparation and grad school stuff lying in shambles and lying in week-old weed, the illness has not caused much chagrin either. Perhaps this malaise is not merely of the body.

It is still the fourth. There's still enough time to make a mental roadmark. From this point on, things shall change.

Now that I have gathered and listed most of the stuff I need for writing sample and other grad school considerations, instead of keep working on it to no end, I ought to just set it aside and start making serious efforts in preparation for Japan. Packages need to be shipped out by mid-July in order for them to arrive in Japan by the time I get there. Collections of pictures, omiyage shopping, book shopping etc. remain to be done as well.