no babies '09

i'm starting to consider that maybe my debilitating supercold is not a product of botched energy work, but that i may actually be sick. in the normal sense. like a normal person. 

i can't decide if i should go to the doctor. 

i should. i just decided. 

but i can't decide if i will. i think i need antibiotics, if the monet-esque artwork of white lines and bubbles that has been on the back of my throat for 5 days is any indication. also, the fact that my ears are starting to ache. also, the fact that no amount of family-sized kleenex boxes can keep up with my niagra falls nose. 

but i don't wanna get out of bed :(

when did traveling doctor's go out of style? get that shit back. 

also, i'm going back on birth control. ill risk screwing up my hormones, and there's a chance i'll survive the imminent breastslashovarian cancers. but i will NOT survive a child.

or the guilt that would accompany the damage control. 

maybe i should go to the doctor. i need to get a wart removed anyways.