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

[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.