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Friday, December 23

Twas the afternoon before Christmas...

... Surely you realise by now that I'm not a morning person. Who cares, anyway. I'm sick. Something happened yesterday, suddenly I started sneezing and my nose and ears started clogging. That feels exactly as uncomfortable/disgusting as it sounds. I made preparations to go to bed early, say, at a little past midnight. It did not at all go as planned. I cut off everything, thought I was safe enough, but then I discovered an Office Writer document still open on my desktop, from earlier in the day when I was working on Lethal Masterpiece. And then I saw a typo in there, so I corrected it. Then I read the last line of a paragraph and had a sudden epiphany of what ought to come next. And I started typing. And you know I went to bed at nearly 3 am, my eyes absolutely red and my head begging for drugs and sleep. This is how I get work done.

That having been said, I woke up about an hour ago. Headed straight for the kitchen and made a cup of cocoa with every intention of making that cup contain at least two thirds of Scotch Whiskey. That having been conquered I buried myself under the covers for a good ten minutes, drinking while lying down and feeling like I was about to die. Looking utterly pathetic, no doubt. Good thing only my sister is home, and I don't think she's planning on leaving her room. I made a full pot lemon tea when I was finished with my "cocoa", and quite frankly I expect this will be my diet for today -- except my 35 grams of oatmeal. Fibers. Gotta have 'em.

Don't you ever get sick of reading these things in detail? Then I did this, then I did that.... Suppose you don't have much of a choice, do you? On the other hand that wouldn't give you much of an insight would it? On the third hand I know I can be horribly blunt in my posts without giving thought to detail at all. Getting off topic, I'm just not a consistent blogger.

I really wanted to go the store today and find some accessories for my dress.... but guess not. My head feels like an elephant just stomped on it.

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