lathriel | hydrate!

So, this morning, something happened to me thats only happened to me once before. The first time it happened I was in fifth grade, running the eight hundred meter dash. they'd had the boys run the day before, and it was the girls turn that day, but there was one boy running cause he'd been sick before. And, believe it or not, I used to be a good runner, fairly athletic even. (HA) So, being that, and also kinda all girl-powery, I was determined to beat the 1 boy all us girls were to be running with. Even though it wasn't a race. But you know it was.
And, uh, yeah. I beat him. By about 200 meters. Did the 800 meter dash in something like four minutes.
Er, I would have if I didn't pass out 15 feet from the finish line. And it wasn't even a smooth passing out- it was a pass out and come to right before you hit the ground, and then I tried to keep going, and passed out again (so yeah I guess I passed out twice but I count it as 1 because the 2nd time was just stupid).
That sure taught me to push myself! Haven't tried hard to do anything since!
Anyway. This morning I came downstairs to do the credit card orders for the biz as usual. Then I went into the kitchen and had a glass of water. Then a knife materialized inside my stomach and stabbed me and I thought I was going to puke, and then my head/peripheral senses kind of dissolved...
Then I woke up on the kitchen floor with my head by the cat food. I couldn't have been out that long because Max was still running in from the dining room to see what the noise was. (First words out of my mouth: "ahh fuck. now what?")
But, yeah. Kinda scary.
Turns out I was dehydrated. SO drink lots of water! and 1 extra cup for every cup of tea or coffee! pee your brains out!
But the point of the story is that, man, I feel totally incapable of living lately. I am such a J.A.P. it's not even funny. I mean, I'm grateful as hell for everything I have (the list is long), but what the hell is wrong with me that all of my deficiencies and issues keep popping up (like pimples on the forehead of Progress)?
It's probably a good thing, though, cause I won't have time to deal with "issues" come spring. I'm gonna be full time learninating and workcolating, maybe even moving out againificationing.
I'll tell ya one thing though, I am AMAZED I have yet to actually become ill, like come down with anything. I mean I haven't been officially sick for, well, 6 years. Illness usually strikes at times of Discordia (5 points if you know the reference) and upset, and I think quite a lot of the normal balance of my life has been upset since summer (Job, school, boyfriend of 4 and a half years, etc.).
::knocks on wood::
I think that the world is doing this to me on purpose, and probably for a good reason, so maybe I should try and resolve these issues and deficiencies now while I'm not doing anything better than writing 50,000 words in a month and entering credit card orders for my dad.
Deal, universe?
Good.
Anyone out there good at statistics? I may need help this spring...