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May. 12th, 2006 02:54 pmFeh. Sick for a day and a half, one of those reverse-barf, weak-limbed things that could've been batshit depression, or a bug, or food poisoning. Briefly considered putting head in oven, but decided plan was unrealistic when remembered that our stove is electric. Also, would hurt knees. Also, fucking hate Sylvia Plath.
Had to make massive effort to get out of bed and onto the floor to watch CSI. Made even massiver effort after that to mail bills, go out for milk, and check B&N for magazines. This was scotched when I realized that I had completely forgotten to bring the bills, then nearly vomited on new bookstore carpet when I bent over to pick up the new Shojo Beat.
Strange technicolor epic dream in which![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kielle and I foiled Sontaran invasion. Man, you give that girl a big whackin' stick and she just goes to town. I imagine she is the afterlife's whiffle-bat fighting champeen.
Had to make massive effort to get out of bed and onto the floor to watch CSI. Made even massiver effort after that to mail bills, go out for milk, and check B&N for magazines. This was scotched when I realized that I had completely forgotten to bring the bills, then nearly vomited on new bookstore carpet when I bent over to pick up the new Shojo Beat.
Strange technicolor epic dream in which
kielle and I foiled Sontaran invasion. Man, you give that girl a big whackin' stick and she just goes to town. I imagine she is the afterlife's whiffle-bat fighting champeen.