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It was pointed out to me that everytime I become popular with the boys, I get sick. Instead of psychosabotaging relationships, my body physicially reacts. It wants to try to see how disgusting it can be and test the man in my life.

Surprisingly, people seem to find me cute when I'm sick. Seriously. I'm all phlegmy and coughing up hairballs, and I'm told I sound like Kathleen Turner. They still want to meet up with me, but instead of getting wine, how about a cup of coffee.

Its very intriguing.

I don't want to be near a sick man. Ew. I would prefer they call me when they have their sinuses all cleaned out.

Anyway, last night I treated myself to some tom yum soup and pad thai from Sawadika. YUM. I love that place. It's on Campbell near 75 in the old Sushi Sake spot. The soup was nice and a bit spicey, and then the slightly sweet pad thai after. It put me in a good food coma.