today: lunch date with
grinninfoole in da Hamp, returning library books on the way home. Way later going to Harry Potter with
aersi and
aradiadiane.
Tomorrow: gotta go to the office.
Sunday: TWO handbell performances. Waah.
Meanwhile, still residually itchy, though much better other than someone apparently took advantage of my passed out state and either injected me with collagen or punched me in the mouth. I woke up wondering how someone had managed to graft Angelina Jolie's upper lip onto my face. Not a good look, but since it's happened before, at least indicates that my immune system is throwing a massive hissy over SOMETHING. Alas, I also know from last time that there isn't much else to be done other than ride it out and try valiantly not to scratch, though I'm gonna see if I can get my hands on some Benadryl cream while I'm out running around.
I really like how my new default icon came out. Is purty.
My brain is still kinda tangled, but trying very hard to just keep my head down and keep digging my way out of it. blah.
