Bah.

[katallison]

Accomplishments of the weekend thus far:

Nose blown approximately 87257682 times.
Fever of 102.5 attained at 1:35 a.m. last night.
Roughly 3000-word lyrical and poetic description of the strange marvels of fever-state written in head, between 1:35 and 6 a.m., now forgotten.
Two episodes of Farscape viewed yesterday afternoon with Deb, Carol and Jackie.
Knee sprained due to slipping on snow while returning home from Farscape viewing. (Not a bad sprain, just hellishly annoying.)
Lower back wrenched from gimping around lopsidedly due to sprained knee.
Many hours of dreadful TV watched, including VH1's 50 Most Awesomely Bad Dirty Songs Of All Time, or whatever that thing was called, the emotional scars from which may lead me to never even want to *contemplate* sex again.
Amount of writing done: zilch-o.
Current number of functioning brain cells: perhaps five.

I shall now gimp myself back to bed for some more feverish slumber.

Comments

[laurashapiro.livejournal.com]

Oh god, how revolting. Except for the Farscape and friends, of course.

):

Is there anything I can do from all the way over here?

::offering virtual tea and hugs::

[katallison.livejournal.com]

::gratefully accepting both tea and hugs, swilling the former, returning the latter::

Thanks so much, sweetie! I'm quite a bit better today, and will probably shamble on in to work tomorrow, hacking and snuffling.

[laurashapiro.livejournal.com]

Ah, off to share the germs with the rest of the office, eh? (:

I'm really glad you're feeling better.

[umbo.livejournal.com]

Hope you feel better soon, sweetie. And yay Farscape!

*hugs*

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Thanks, m'dear! *hugging back* And Farscape was wonderfully diverting, but after a couple of hours my addled brain lost the ability to follow plotlines or cope with noisy explosions, so I came home and very happily rewatched HCL with the sound off (which is a whole new way to watch it, let me tell you.)

[tzikeh.livejournal.com]

Gah - so sorry you're ill. That is teh suck. Take care and get well for the WISEGUY!!

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Getting better already! And trust me, nothing short of EBOLA VIRUS shall stand between me and Wiseguy! (And I-Man too, maybe, I hope?)

[planetalyx.livejournal.com]

I cough in solidarity and send you health vibes.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

What a great icon! And yes, I hope we can set up a mutual-reverb health-vibe thingie, because *neither* of us deserve this, dammit! ::hack, sniffle::

[planetalyx.livejournal.com]

Reverb. Oh, yeah, that sounds good!

[thisisbone.livejournal.com]

Oh, man, Kat....feel better!

Bad TV sucks worse when you're sick.

I recommend a background dose of NFL this afternoon - you should sleep like a baby!

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much, sweetie! I'm doing better today--and you're right, football was just about the right level of no-brainer viewage. (I intercut it with rewatching of HCL with the sound off, which was a surpassingly strange but restful kind of experience.)

[kadymae.livejournal.com]

meep!

Rest up.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

I ended up sleeping like 30 hours out of the last 48, which was truly excellent and restorative. Thanks for the kind wishes and meepage, and I hope all's well with you and that you manage to miss the ambient crud.

[tsamm.livejournal.com]

This is an outrage! I hope you feel better soon. I flew through Minneapolis yesterday and was shocked to see snow and was fearful would be the unwilling guest of the Twin Cities area for an evening -- but all was well and we got out.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Eeep! Glad to know you made it home safely, though, as Benton Fraser says, I can assure that you should you ever find yourself in Nunavut, you will not be wanting for a meal. Or, y'know, let me know if you're passing through, I'd love to meet you!

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Eeep. I hope you feel better soon.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Better-feelingness has, in fact, commenced today, and tomorrow will probably see return to work (alas and dammit).

[reginagiraffe]

*sends sexy men with alcohol rubs and back massages*

Hope you feel better soon!

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Yes! Someone who brings the sexy men, for a friend in her hour of need! Thanks so much, m'dear, I'm feeling better already!

[qe2.livejournal.com]

Oh, man.

I know what you need. You need pornlets. And hugs. But most especially pornlets. Any requests?

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Oh heavens -- pornlets for me? *blushes* Really, pretty much anything you wanted to write would make me extremely happy! (And would, as you point out, speed the healing process. Porn for medicinal purposes!)

*hugging you back*

[engenda.livejournal.com]

I do hope you're feeling better soon. It sucks being sick like that. And bad television tops it all off.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the kind wishes! And I'm feeling much better today, especially since I got my wits together enough to shut off the daytime TV and rewatch Homicide DVDs instead.

[yonmei.livejournal.com]

Oh dear. *sends hugs* *makes ginormous British mugs of tea*

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much! ::returning hugs, swilling tea gratefully::

The good news is, eventually the nose *will* fall off after repeated blowing

[viedma.livejournal.com]

Number of people worried about you on the planet: about a billion!

I'm sorry you're feeling so wretched, Kat. Hope you get better soon.

Re: The good news is, eventually the nose *will* fall off after repeated blowing

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Dude, I am ready to *chop* the freakin' thing off. But your kind words made me feel a billion times better, and after another ten hours of sleep tonight, I'll probably be ready to slog back to work tomorrow. Oh joy.

[the-shoshanna.livejournal.com]

flist full of people wishing you health and better sex TV: priceless.

I hope.

Get well soon!

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much, Shoshanna! Honestly, I'm only surprised it took me this long to get sick, what with the millions of germy students I deal with all the time. But I'm just down to the hacking-cough stage now, and will probably go in to work tomorrow (where I will probably sit, stare vacantly at my monitor, and play Bejeweled, but, y'know, *at* work, which counts for something.)