My news headline of the day:
It’s a stomach bug or something. I think. My stomach’s been doing cartwheels. Though, now my head has joined in the fun. And I’m exhausted. I slept for some 15 hours. I feel like I could go right back to sleep now. I won’t. I’ll write this dreary post instead. Then probably play some Playstation. Then eat stuff that won’t help. Have a glass of scotch. You know, really kick this thing in the ass.
I won’t take any medications either. I just don’t like to. I’ll admit I have when the pain is preventing me from sleeping and I’m eventually annoyed enough to throw one panadeine down my gullet and have a kipper. But that’s rare. I’m much more likely to refuse any medical advise and just let the body sort itself out. That’s what it does. And it strengthens it in the process.
I always assumed that’s what the saying “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” was in reference to. And then people applied that to emotional strength and all the like. But in actuality it stems from a Friedrich Nietzsche quote. And as I understand it, his intention was philosophical and directed at emotional strength. That surprised me, because to me it makes more sense to apply it to the cellular level. But hey, either way.
I was going to type more, but this headache is really getting the better of me. For now, I shall go get that pizza I promised in the last post, and return shortly in more of a party mood. Later, blog-party people!