magnetic diaper forces
I submit that the most effective way of combatting illness is to indulge yourself in your loves. To lose yourself, momentarily, in all of your ‘favorite things’ remedies disease and fatigue, I assure you.
I’ve been under the weather as of late and went to bed early last night to compensate thus. This morning, no luck, I felt horrible ::insert gloomy organ accents here::
So after a good-morning-workout, something no Tuesday of mine can be approached without, I took a walk towards Bollo’s. Granted, I had already done all of my homework, so I didn’t have any regrets looming around me. With a copy of the CT, I sat down with my medium cappucino friend and we paved our way through news, editorials, and sports (even sports!). Nay, I should not forget to pause for a second to remember my friend, lost to uncontrollable desires on my part. “Forgive me,” I plead.
Then I stopped by the Off-Campus Housing Fair to pick up some info in case I need it (not likely, even with the co-op now). Although, I got the “here have some free stuff” treatment, which I am susceptible to.
Along with this brief retreat from typical Tuesday morning work, I decided to further offset my illness with another pleasure. Nice clothing. Or in this case, hott* clothing. H&M thank you. I fear over-wearing this shirt because it is just so good, but nothing could restrain me from another attempt to alleviate physical pain. And allieviate pain it did 
Ok, and then after that I got back to my room and read physics until my brain refused me access.
But! The important thing I’m trying to get across is that we should never refuse ourselves pleasure in light of our own ignorant persistance. Because sometimes, I am ignorantly persistent and withdraw from stress relief calling it “lollygagging”. I learned this Sunday at the de-Stress session put on by RAs. I learned something