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tinhuvielI am a lump.
A big useless lump. I slept until 1 pm this afternoon.
The only thing I've done today is set up Barry's journal. And then I took a nap.
I've been up for a few precious hours, read more on 'Dune' and now I'm ready to go back to bed. I'm a lump! I know it's my Moon affecting me. All I want to do when the Moon is upon me is sleep, eat chocolate, and growl menacingly at hapless passersby. It's going to be a long work week...and it's only 3 days long. Gads.
Llew has been a lump today too. He called me around 8 to let me know he's still in pain. Apparently he's slept all day. The body knows what it needs when malaise is present. Llew's body needs sleep it seems. Po baby. He's going back to Dr. Betty tomorrow if he can get an appointment. I suggested that, if she fails to come through with something to really help him this time, he may want to consider seeking a 2nd opinion. He agrees with me and for that I am grateful. I want him healthy and happy! I worry for his well-being and would do anything to make the hurt go away.
I've suggested to Barry that he start a Live Journal. Wouldn't it be a hoot to have him on the Big LJ? I doubt it will ever come to pass, but it's a festive thought, nonetheless.
Some dude in Canada is wanting to do a radio interview with him and trying to coordinate through me. I'm about as useless as a tit on a boarhog in this arena since my contact with B is about to be nil for the next few days and I don't know his schedule. Extreme suckage doesn't begin to cover said situation.
For tonight, though, I'm too tired to be bothered. This lump is ready for beddie-bye.
A big useless lump. I slept until 1 pm this afternoon.
The only thing I've done today is set up Barry's journal. And then I took a nap.
I've been up for a few precious hours, read more on 'Dune' and now I'm ready to go back to bed. I'm a lump! I know it's my Moon affecting me. All I want to do when the Moon is upon me is sleep, eat chocolate, and growl menacingly at hapless passersby. It's going to be a long work week...and it's only 3 days long. Gads.
Llew has been a lump today too. He called me around 8 to let me know he's still in pain. Apparently he's slept all day. The body knows what it needs when malaise is present. Llew's body needs sleep it seems. Po baby. He's going back to Dr. Betty tomorrow if he can get an appointment. I suggested that, if she fails to come through with something to really help him this time, he may want to consider seeking a 2nd opinion. He agrees with me and for that I am grateful. I want him healthy and happy! I worry for his well-being and would do anything to make the hurt go away.
I've suggested to Barry that he start a Live Journal. Wouldn't it be a hoot to have him on the Big LJ? I doubt it will ever come to pass, but it's a festive thought, nonetheless.
Some dude in Canada is wanting to do a radio interview with him and trying to coordinate through me. I'm about as useless as a tit on a boarhog in this arena since my contact with B is about to be nil for the next few days and I don't know his schedule. Extreme suckage doesn't begin to cover said situation.
For tonight, though, I'm too tired to be bothered. This lump is ready for beddie-bye.
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Date: 2003-06-30 03:03 pm (UTC)Are you sure about the contact with B? Maybe it will be sooner if he's brought his laptop.