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Well. I was going to post this a couple of hours ago, but apparently the little demons that like to make mischief with me decided it would be funnier if I conked out on the loveseat for a little while instead. How silly. I woke to the sounds of crickets and to beatgoddess chuckling over me.

anyway the post:

I'm officially tired of being only maybe 85% okay these days. I mean I had the plague pretty bad two weeks ago, and now I'm stuck waiting for the clingy symptoms to go away finally. The past few days I'd been having trouble with stuffy sinuses; that's subsided some. But my main gripe is the dry hacking cough I developed late last week that seems to be getting worse. And I have to keep an eye on this - last time I had a raw, dry cough like this, it turned into the bronchitis batshit circus you saw before you last January. Friggin' fluctuating temperatures. bash it good. Reminder to self - bring warm thing to work tomorrow to stave off the effects of a/c.

I should go sleepybye for real now.

I know, I'm supposed to be asleep now

I was starting to write this big long post about the general improving state of my emotional health these days, but it came out sounding stupid and wordy and somehow ended up sounding all cryptic and shit so I went "Fuck this!" and deleted it. Basically yeah. In case anyone didn't notice (heh) I'd been going though an emotionally delicate rough patch since... well really, since about February. I seem to be a lot better now - if not 100%, definitely in the high 80s and mending.

Damn. It's nice to be level again.

I'll probably actually make some longass post detailing the hows and whys and the 15% or so of my psyche that's still being worked on/healing/bruised, but for now, this is just a nice feeling, kind of a whee, shit's getting back to normal for the first time in shit, six or seven months.

Kinda funny considering my previous post, where I'm bitching about being only 85% physically. Meanwhile the same percentage in the mental/spiritual capacity is cause for grabbing your cousin and doing the Myposian Dance of Joy (points and love to those of you that get that reference.) Isn't that always the way, though?

And now to repair a few dropped connections that are/were important to me, but I haven't really been able to deal with before now... ;)

yoinked from stormcloud

hee hee...



What do you want on yours?

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( that party quizthing )

Well, they got the DJ right. *hugs stormcloud*

I'm feeling rather consumptive - like really, I should be locked in a garret with a sputtering candle writing gloomy prose and dark verse about the nature of lost love and death. And wearing a white frilly shirt and a bravely pinched expression or something. Seriously though - the cough persists. The good news, I suppose is that it's starting to loosen up some, so it's no longer the dry hack I've been having. But I do appreciate not having it hurt when I breathe and would like that to happen again soon.

gossamer_gull called earlier and attempted to tempt me out to the club tonight. Such a moment of the spirit being willing but the flesh and the mood being very non-cooperative. But I I do have to go soon. I haven't been flailing in so long, and part of me is a little curious as to whether that 20 year old who kept me so entertained the last time might show up. Those were good games of air hockey... Heh. You know, I still have his number. I know it's dorky, as I was only minorly interested (ick, smokers) but no one's given me their number before, so I kept it. ;)

But alas, the cough and the cranky mood keep me in this fine evening. And at some point I do have to get off my duff and change the catboxes. And EAT SOMETHING. I haven't really eaten anything all day. Jeez-its. I keep meaning to, but I keep getting distracted, and I'm too friggin lazy to actually make something. What I WANT is honey nut cheerios, we've got half a box left, but there's no soy milk or rice dream in the house right now. I hate not being able to drive some days, I really do. Well, the night is cool and nice, and Halt and Buy Crap is open all night, perhaps if the desperation really sets in, I'll take myself a little ride.

At least I had a nap. I stayed up way too late last night, which I'm sure isn't helping me right now. But beatgoddess did get a chance to load me up with more supplements than you could shake a stick at. All hail beatfag.

Okay, I really do need to go find something food-like. My stomach's doing the equivelent of acatnamedfat yowling insistently to be loved and worshipped RIGHT NOW you hairless paeon. (Those of you that know this cat know of what I speak.)

oh very dear.

I'm wearing a very big t-shirt right now. It's got the periodic table of the elements on it.

The radioactive elements glow in the dark.

I'm probably a really big dork for enjoying that as much as I am, huh?