this.morning == evil;
Oct. 9th, 2001 09:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
batskeetsSleep was crappy again last night. I coughed a lot and couldn't sleep, and I ran out of cough drops, so I had to resort to Chloraseptic. That stuff is *nasty*, dude. I'm not kidding.
James woke up feeling even worse than I did today, so I gotta stop back at the house after class to make sure he comes home after P-Chem and actually rests for a while. He is one of the insane people who, rather than actually taking time out to recuperate, will just deny that they're sick, and thus go through all their normal activities feeling like shit for two weeks.
I do wish he'd go a bit easier on himself sometimes. I never know what to do with someone when they're exceptionally stressed out, mostly because I'm rarely stressed out myself. I always worry about people's stress levels because of that.
James woke up feeling even worse than I did today, so I gotta stop back at the house after class to make sure he comes home after P-Chem and actually rests for a while. He is one of the insane people who, rather than actually taking time out to recuperate, will just deny that they're sick, and thus go through all their normal activities feeling like shit for two weeks.
I do wish he'd go a bit easier on himself sometimes. I never know what to do with someone when they're exceptionally stressed out, mostly because I'm rarely stressed out myself. I always worry about people's stress levels because of that.
