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I've been sick for almost a week, and while I'm getting better now, it's been a pretty rough time, and to make matters worse, Bekki is also sick (with different symptoms though) so there isn't much room for... well, we're both not really eating, moving, or doing anything. Starting on the 28th I believe, I had a strong fever, fucking me right up, causing all sorts of problems. I couldn't sleep, breath right, or function. I couldn't eat or drink properly and life sucked. I didn't even really start to get better until yesterday when I ate my first real meal. I went to work with a fever on Sunday, only to call Shawn in to cover the rest of my shift so I could go home, and to be honest I don't even remember that day at all. I have no idea how I made it to work and functioned and got things done, but I know that I shouldn't have been there.

I worked again today, but felt much better, essentially only having the issue of coughing up large amounts of phlegm, dizziness, and small amounts of body aches (which is manageable) so work was bearable and went okay.

Being sick and laying around the house in a near-hallucinating haze has some side effects, like putting things on TV and just watching it for hours, not really realizing what's happening. Bekki and I watched an entire season of the Jon Dore Television Show and like three seasons of Family Guy this week, and while she's sick of Family Guy at this point, I've kind of run out of anything else to watch, so I've got it on while I do other things, like write this or play the banjo.

For whatever reason (a reason I've tried to figure out but can't exactly) I get super stressed out, nervous and uncomfortable when playing a musical instrument in front of any other living person. Why is this? I have memories of getting in front of my grade 2 class and trying to play some keyboard song I made up on my own on my home keyboard but quickly realizing that a) it was my own made up song and b) it was embarrassing and terrible and I would be made fun of and just said I forgot it. I think this far back crazy memory may be the root of it, because I remember feeling the same way. Hot in the face, like people were watching me, just embarrassed, like I have no right to not be good at something. Anyway, I've been practising and following along in my book on the banjo in some of my free time in the last few days and I'm making some progress, although I'm still having some trouble getting my fat big fingers from touching strings they're not supposed to touch, but I'm sure I'll get better with repetition. I'm enjoying it, and enjoying the sense of accomplishment as I learn new things.

Obviously by the date you can tell that last night was New Years Eve. Bekki and I, sick as we are, stayed up until Midnight, cheered in the new year with a glass of red wine, and exchanged a list of our new years resolutions, as well as reasons that we're better at the end of 2013 than we were at the start of it. It was a nice little activity, and I love sharing those kinds of things with her. My resolutions weren't anything too private or anything... briefly: Do the chores more consistently, write more often, and play games together as a couple on a set schedule.

Random thoughts: Seasons of family guy that took place before they were cancelled and brought back (season 1 to 3) suck in comparison. The animation and voice over quality are way lower and the jokes are way safer and more predictable.

I purchased, downloaded and completed the first episode of the Walking Dead: The Game: Season 2 today, and it was awesome. It was so awesome to see Clementine again and see what was happening in her world. I can't wait for the next episode.

I'm off work tomorrow, but have no plans. I'm going to catch up all of my money stuff, so it's up to date and all the bills are paid, and practice the banjo and then relax and various ways. Soooounds good.

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