i'm getting a fuckin flu. normally i don't give a shit, but it started so suddenly and i feel SHIT. i'm at work and so i haven't gotten my hands on flu meds yet. i don't tend to get very sick, so with a handful of meds i feel quite alright and am able to function normally. i can't wait to get home. this whole thing started within the past 3 hours and i didn't wanna make a fuzz and run home early. i still have an hour to go. but for my health to decline so fast, and for me to feel so horrible... this is extraordinary.

but i feel mentally better. i am meeting Arttu later as planned, and then he is coming over for the night. means i won't be going to sleep anytime soon but this is a matter of priorities, people easily win sleep.

i just realized that the above sentence sounds like Arttu is the one coming over for the night. not impossible, but i was really just referring to him, as usual. fuck with the privacy-idealism, him or he is just as good as any fuckin nickname, only more complicated and confusing. who am i kidding? i just posted a photo of us dancing for fucks sakes. from now on... i'll call him F. i hate it when bloggers call people by a letter. i am one of them *shrugs* this reminds me, F doesn't know i posted that photo. i'm sure he can deal with it??