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Aug. 24th, 2004 09:18 pmWell, they got the DJ right. *hugs
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.
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
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.)