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March 25th, 2009
10:46 am - Recooperating
My life in a list:
- Skipped out on work (again) on Monday.
- Went to the Doctor' office and had bloodwork done.
- No clue when the results will be ready.
- I need to schedule an appointment for next week at the very least.
- Was given RX strength Robitussin.
- It's not doing jack-shit.
- I'm going to avoid taking it while at work today, and see how I do.
- Still feel like I've been run over.
- Am mobile now though, which is an improvement.
- Odd pain showed up this morning in my right bicep and won't go away now, though.
- Magus loved me enough to make me a chocolate tort.
- One can infer from this that my appetite is returning now.
- Sadly my metabolism has not yet.
- I'm irritable, despite the chocolate.
- Seriously.
- I'm finding myself itching for a fight.
- Hell, I've contemplated seeking out wank over at Journalfen, just because.
- Lucikly, I'm not quite that far gone yet.
- My head may explode if I get to this point.
- My poor nose has been torn to shreds.
- I look forward to being able to breath easy again.
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02:28 pm - I'm feeling droopy in the head
It feels like my brain is being turned into slush. I can't focus on anything that I'm working on, which is somewhat problematic, and nothing that I'm surfing around for on the internet is engaging my interests either.
I think I need absurdly cracky things directed my way in order to help ease me out of this slump. Be it fic, or macros, or fic-macros. Or some other as yet completely undefined type of cracky thing.
So, consider this me begging and pleading and all other manners of self-deprecating actions in the hopes that one of you lot will take pity and send something this way. PLEASE!
I may be forced to engage in pointless acts of polling if nothing is forthcoming, just to pass the time. YOU DO NOT WANT THIS TO HAPPEN PEOPLE.
Also, I totally passed the 1,000 journal post mark 6 posts back and didn't even notice. Hrmph.
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