I woke up feeling pretty miserable. Cheri was up and emptying boxes and stuff
from her car. She had gone to Spike's to pick up some of her belongings. I
made tea and got breakfast for Faol and I, then mostly spent the morning and
early afternoon watching old westerns on TV, which I enjoyed quite a bit.
It was very nostalgic, which was perfect for comfort while being sick. I finally
got dressed and did dishes, then wrote in my journal. I got us last night’s
dinner for lunch but now my stomach is unsettled and achy. Ah well. Faol talked
with Foamy who didn’t want to chance our germs as he had recently taken
a new medication that can affect the immune system somewhat. So we are not
going out to the Erotic-L.A. convention. Darn! I was really looking forward
to it.
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