I have conquered today's to-do list, in spite of wanting to do nothing but sleep and take some sort of pain meds for the ongoing Lyme flare-up (my muscles and joints feel like they're coated in tar and ground glass, fun!). Productivity, because sometimes I can be surprisingly stubborn.

Of course, I still need to make dinner. And do more writing. Plz to be sending someone to make dinner and cocktails for me, while I lounge on the sofa.

::looks around. not even the noise of crickets::

Well DRAT.

From: [identity profile] staxxy.livejournal.com


I feel your pain. On all of these fronts. new roomie's cooking skills are pretty exhausted by reheating things in the toaster oven. The stove/oven combo is strange and mysterious magic in her world. On the upside, she loses her mind with awe and appreciation whenever I make food for us. On the downside... I am the only one capable of making food for us. Hurrah for leftovers, at least.

I am suffering from either a low-grade virus/bacterial thing (likely picked up during an adventure to the store), or am just flaring up hard enough to give me an inflammation fever. Which means I am a walking tangle of pain ribbons, and locked in mortal combat with dehydration issues.

Bah Humbug.

From: [identity profile] dagard.livejournal.com


If I'd seen this earlier, I'd have come over and minioned for you, you know that.
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