Day 41 of constant nausea. Time for something drastic. I'd like to request an avatar. I keep getting asked if I need anything. Other than a lobotomy, I would settle for being a giant blue alien for the remaining weeks of this sickness, or even the rest of the pregnancy. That'd be fine. Really, I would rather be twelve feet tall and able to ride an ikran that be who/what I currently am, which is a nausea and gestation vessel. I don't think being a Na'vi would be all that bad right now. And unless that crazy Colonel Quaritch is around to cause problems, Pandora would be a nice place to spend the next six and a half months, no?
i can't send you an avatar, but i did send you a note. anything come in the mail?
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