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adric ([personal profile] adric) wrote2007-12-06 08:15 pm
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Don't feel well

Primary metabolic functions are all online at reduced power. Damage control assetments still coming in. Power reserves just the good side of critical.

[identity profile] suri.livejournal.com 2007-12-07 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
Did you get a flu shot this year? Or are these symptoms of watching a week worth of crappy SciFi TV???

Seriously, hope you feel better. We've had the nausea thing going around here. Our team has a giant bag of animal crackers with a special scoop so that no one passes germs. They work great at settling queasy stomachs.

[identity profile] cosmiclola.livejournal.com 2007-12-07 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
I'm so happy you made it out tonight. It really lifted my spirits.
love
M

Hope you feel better....

[identity profile] feyrieprincess.livejournal.com 2007-12-07 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
What are you, a fucking CYBORG???
When someone unplugs you do you start singing, "Bicycle Built for Two" more and more slowly?

This is why you are an insomniac.
You have an unconcious fear that there will be no one there to press the reboot button.

(If you haven't gathered, this is my way of consoling sick people...)

Re: Hope you feel better....

[identity profile] feyrieprincess.livejournal.com 2007-12-07 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
I am delighted you got the reference :)
Also, Data is my favorite ST:TNG character...
Edited 2007-12-07 16:11 (UTC)

[identity profile] kata-kita.livejournal.com 2007-12-07 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Data was a punk. I'll bet every sexually active critter in the alpha quadrant was after his little toybox, yet he didn't realize how good he had it. Boo hoo, no emotions -- blecch, over-rated.

*sighs and brightens*

Awww...adric. It's probably one of the happy family of virii that've been making the rounds of my friends. It feels like pants for up to three days, and you might get yourself a fever, but you'll get better. Don't despair the lack of appetite, surrender to the couch and the remote, pound the Ibuprofen, C, and all that jazz (won't help, but you'll feel in control), and stay cozy.