An open apology to my body

[judecorp]

Dear body,

I know I said I would stop doing this. I promised that I would eat at least one full meal and one pseudo-meal every day. And drink lots of water. I know that I swore up and down that I wouldn't slip back into not sleeping and not eating. I'm sorry I gave you the shakes, and I'm sorry that you're dehydrated, and I'm sorry you're tired.

I'm drinking water right now - are you happy? When that settles in my stomach, we can talk breakfast. Just please, please, PLEASE stop being queasy. I know you've had a rough couple of days.

Love,
Jude

p.s. Here's some orange juice. You like that.

~//~

I'm nobody's wife and I'm nobody's baby
I like it that way, but then again, maybe...
And I'm nobody's Valentine and I'm nobody's pearl
When you get right down to it, I always seem to find just some girl, singing
There are monsters, there are angels
There's a peacefulness and a rage inside us all
There is sugar and there is salt
There is ice and there is fire in every single heart
There are monsters, there are angels.
I'm nobody's promise, and I'm nobody's chore
And I ain't got nobody that I feel I've got to live for
(nobody to live for)
And I'm nobody's work, and I'm nobody's company
And every time I turn around I always seem to find just me, singing
There are monsters, there are angels...

Comments

Re: "cos you see gurl sorrow it floats"

[judecorp.livejournal.com]

Aah, I only have Honey Lingers. And I have it on cassette, because I got it in high school. Someday, pretty please, will you let me borrow the others? I'll lend other things back in return.

(Except lips. You can't borrow those.)

Connoisseuse.

Re: "cos you see gurl sorrow it floats"

[zarabeth.livejournal.com]

Aw. =) I will leave your lips be.
For now. ;-)

Actually I only have them on cassette also. Because I am that old and crusty.

I do want to borrow your Pooh books though.

Re: "cos you see gurl sorrow it floats"

[judecorp.livejournal.com]

We'll trade. Pooh for Beehive. :)

You'll have to fight Ms. Star for the lips. And she, erm, kicks ass.

Come to my schwanky pad of angst sometime!