Okay, how bad of a person AM I?

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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My friend, Chris, has been training for a marathon for longer than I’ve known him. It’s his first marathon. Now I, personally, believe “running for pleasure” is a phrase that ranks right up there with “WWJD” for inanities, but that’s neither here nor there. He really believes in this and uses it as a metaphor for life. He’s overcome a legion of injuries in order to run in this thing. He believes by doing this he can do anything. His family has all congregated together to watch him be in his first marathon, and that seems to be no mean feat in and of itself. I was the friend that was to be included in this gathering, and was honoured to be so.

What a day to wake up sick.

It’s cold in Chicago. It’s 57F in my apartment, and maybe it’s because I haven’t been eating or the fact I’m too broke to even turn on the heat, but I woke up today with chills, a fever and an utter loss of voice. I woke up at 700a and realized it would be folly to attempt to leave the house. But I could. I could bundle up and make my way there to cheer him on. I SHOULD. It’s a defining moment in his life and I’m proud of him. His stepmother is calling me to give me updates, but I can’t even answer the phone to say that I’m sick and not there. Everyone is probably looking for me.

He just passed Broadway and Belmont. Knees hurting, but took some Advil and is still in there.

Now I’m sick AND depressed.

For what it’s worth, Chris, I’m very proud of you. Whether you finish or not, you sat your goal and you’re acheiving it. I’m there with you in spirit, baby. Every step of the way.

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How-bad?

Straight-to-hell-on-a-greased-pole-bad.

You-should-drag-yourself-up-and-be-waiting-at-the-finish-line.

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That was sarcasm, wasn’t it, Mermaid?

There’s a wind chill of 38? right now in Chicago. That’s nowhere for someone with chills, fever, and loss of voice to be, bundled up or not. Just call as soon as you have some semblance of a voice, methinks. You don’t need to be any sicker than you are.

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You bastard. I’ve come across evil in my time but you make me sick to the pit of my stomach. Just pray we don’t ever meet because I won’t forget this.

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Ya can’t help being sick. Going out and spreading your germs around would be doing noone a favor. If ya tell Chris you were very sick, end of problem.

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Mermaid? What’s with the hyphens between each word in your post?

And Nymysys? Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you you creep!i

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Well,it’s certainly unfortunate, but I would think that Chris will appreciate you not coming around him with all your little germies, especailly after he finishes his race when his body is exhausted and susceptible to bad things.

Just let him know you were rooting him on, that’s all you can do.

Now, get yourself healthy by next weekend, kiddo.

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Mersavets, her space bar is broken. Guess it hasn’t been fixed yet.

And Nym, what thinksnow said. No use beating yourself up over something you have no control over. That doesn’t make you a bad person, but it does make you human.

Now get well! You have to be ready to start work sometime next week, cuz I start Tuesday. :wink:

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I just want to say that this is the cutest compensation for a broken keyboard I’ve ever seen. I just thought you were posting without taking a breath. :stuck_out_tongue: