Ugga frickin' bugga!

Vague malaise today.

Penicillin is doing its work. Today I felt a burst of cabin fever, and spent it all re-arranging the closets. This has NOTHING to do with needing to find more junk CDs to sell to afford the 2nd-hand-iBook of my dreams, no, not at all. And it certainly has NOTHING to do with a drive to find one book in particular that's gone missing that's obsessively-compulsively needed for my WIP, no. Mission one successful, mission two, alas, not.

I have a strange growth on my forehead that resembles a goose egg I might've got in a drunken stupor, except I haven't been in one recently, and it doesn't hurt as it should. It's either the ultimate volcanic zit-in-progress, a giant stealth-skeeter-bite, or a horn growing in. Only time will tell.

And you?

Ugga frickin' bugga!

Vague malaise today.

Penicillin is doing its work. Today I felt a burst of cabin fever, and spent it all re-arranging the closets. This has NOTHING to do with needing to find more junk CDs to sell to afford the 2nd-hand-iBook of my dreams, no, not at all. And it certainly has NOTHING to do with a drive to find one book in particular that's gone missing that's obsessively-compulsively needed for my WIP, no. Mission one successful, mission two, alas, not.

I have a strange growth on my forehead that resembles a goose egg I might've got in a drunken stupor, except I haven't been in one recently, and it doesn't hurt as it should. It's either the ultimate volcanic zit-in-progress, a giant stealth-skeeter-bite, or a horn growing in. Only time will tell.

And you?