Bleeeeeh.

[leahbobet]

February 22, 2010 Progress Notes:

"When Your Number Isn't Up"

Words today: 100.
Words total: 3700.
Reason for stopping: I am really too messed up on Benadryl right now to be writing fiction. And that became apparent very quickly.

Darling du Jour: Not tonight, Virginia.

Mean Things: I am really too messed up on Benadryl right now to be writing fiction.
Research Roundup: N/A.

Books in progress: Paolo Bacigalupi, The Windup Girl; Kurt Vonnegut, Galapagos.
The glamour: Pajamas, TV, a bit of washing dishes and Ideo e-mail. And Chinese takeout, since I am feeling even more sorry for myself than I was last night and required soothing wonton soup.

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I knew I should have never admitted to being sick. Because now I'm sick: coughing up gunk and achy and dizzy and brainmussed and hoarse. This never happened before I gave it tacit permission to exist.

Well, at least I already had a doctor's appointment lined up for Thursday?

Laptop Debt Kill:

2100 / 17000 words. 12% done!

Comments

[wood-dragon.livejournal.com]

Feel better!

[jennygadget.livejournal.com]

seconded

[http://users.livejournal.com/la_marquise_de_/]

Boo to sick.

[ericmarin.livejournal.com]

I hope you feel better soon!

[thesandtiger.livejournal.com]

Yucky. Hope you feel better soon.

(And don't mind if I stay far away for a bit...I've been sick enough for this year, I think.)

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

You completely have. And yeah, I'm going to be bunkering a bit until I am coughing less.