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 Seriously, what are you doing reading this?  Move along, move along.

*blinks*  Oh, you're still here, are you?  Well, I suppose I'll just ramble a bit, until you get bored and move off.  

FAA 14 went up last week as you may know.  It'll go up at ff.net and Spuffy Realm sometime in the next few days. 

Christmas was fun.  Quiet, lots of family time.  I was glad I made time for old friends on Saturday, because on Sunday morning I woke up SICK with some kind of stomach bug.  My sister-in-law and niece were also SICK, but with head colds.  We all should have just stayed in bed and drank tea.  When they finally braved the weather on Christmas morning to come visit, they were all snotty etc., but it was good to see them. Now the tummy ick has cleared off, but I think I'm getting the cold they had.  It's a shame that Merae is so friggin' adorable - it would be a lot easier if, when she gave me the pouty face and said "up" I could reply "no, I'm not picking you up, you little germ infested snot-ball".  No, like a dope, I always fall for it.  "Oh, the poor baby is sick, she needs a cuddle."  And I cuddle, and then I spend a week being known as 'oh sick and dying one'.

I have gotten no writing done since the big push to finish FAA 14 ended, but that's to be expected; I always have at least a week after I finish a chapter of FAA where I can't start the next one.  This is likely the reason updates have been so sporadic.  It's a shame, because the office is nice and quiet at the moment, it would be the perfect time to get stuff done.  Or, I could just sit here and blow my nose a lot.  Whichever.

 

Hello, all.

I went to the emergency room Wednesday morning, because the treatment I used on Tuesday did not help at all.  I woke up Wednesday with splotches in three more places, and some welts on my face, and my left hand stiff and oozy from the pustules; and so sought medical attention.  They gave me steiroids, prescription benadryl, and some stuff to protect my stomach lining from the other meds, as well as a note saying I should not be at work.  I did not have to ask for the note.

So, today I'm back at work.  Wearing latex gloves, because they won't let me touch anything without them.  Also, long sleeves.

It's gonna be a fun day, I can tell.  Ah well, at least this is the end of the week, and by Monday I'll be back to normal (I hope).  First roommate's birthday party is tomorrow, and we're having more than 30 eople in the house...And there I'll be, in my gloves.  I was actually thinking about tracking down some of those lace 80's Madonna gloves, so the latex is not quite so obvious.  Or, not.

I hope everyone had a good week, and I'll be back soon.

I apologize for the hatin' post of yesterday afternoon.  I was in a crappy mood.  And having 'female' problems.  No fun.  Two people I didn't know actually stopped me leaving work yesterday, and asked me if I was okay.  I guess I was looking as bad as I felt.  Which is such a joy to find out, really.

I'm feeling pretty good right now, with painkillers on desk and a few minutes from taking my break and walking to the CVS for more supplies.  I'm actually getting some writing done, too, which is good.  I don't usually write when I'm in particular pain, I guess it's a concentration problem, because my pain threshold is pretty high, certainly high enough for me to do other things while in pain.  So, writing and coffee and bills, oh my!  LOL; I crack myself up for no particular reason, maybe I should lay off the pain killers.

Okay, time for me to do other things now.  C U.

*snicker*

Look at me; I'm at home, wearing my comfy flannel shirt...Posting to LJ!  Squee!

I'm almost out of pizza; which is good, because I'm nearly sick of pizza, which I wasn't sure could happen.  It's taken me since Monday to eat the whole thing.  This is even more impressive when you consider how I'm restraining myself; I usually polish of at least half a large pizza in one sitting, depending on the crust.  Pizza's my thing.  But, I guess, less my thing when spread out over many days.

Also, my basement is icky and creepy; moreso after the discovery of animal bones down there.  Who said something could walk in and die in my basement before I moved here, anyway?  Wait, was that self centered?

My yard is in desparate need of landscaping (fun summer project!), and is full of patches where no grass grows, dandelions, pieces of the old roof, and rocks.  So, in a effort to do a little bit at a time, I'm scouting the rocks to find some to bring indoors, and place in glass jars.  Which I then use as bookends.  I've only found 4 so far, but it's a big yard.

So, I'm sure the rest of my domestic stuff is boring, and I'll spare you all.  Just wanted to celebrate my internet connection with a little home oriented update.  Cheers!