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I apparently am failing my resist illness rolls more and more consistently as the week marches on. Last night after subjecting ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cell23 to the standard "Andee doesn't feel good so she's going to whine and tantrum like an overtired five year old and resist all attempts to be nice to her" and finally letting him march me off to bed, I seemed to be running a low grade fever. Considering how I felt during bell practice yesterday (it's hot in the choir loft, but not THAT hot) this isn't surprising. I feel a little less like microwaved shit this morning, but only a little.
Yesterday wasn't all bad though - borrowedcell23's car for the day and actually made it into the office after three weeks of being stuck home. Other than the 20 or so minutes of HO SHIT HOW DO I DRIVE AGAIN AAAAH THIS ISN'T MY CAR, it was really really nice to be on the road again. Yes, I'm the sick bastard that actually likes commuting. *sigh* Money should loosen up a bit next month, and then I should be able to get Hanzo-san re-insured and back into business, course then I have to worry about his tie-rod and inspection and argh. Adulthood is expensive.
Also there was burger and bitch session withhtl_1126. That's always a good thing.
Finished Torchwood: Children of Earth. Wow. Yeah, while I didn't personally need it, I can definitely see why the warning to have strong alcohol on hand was warranted. I think its impact was blunted for me both by having a seriously jaded outlook on how in that sort of crisis, exactly which children would be considered by the government to be expendable (and it played out pretty much exactly as I suspected it would) and by the fact that I don't have any. I imagine getting through those episodes is made significantly worse if you're the sort of parent that actually likes, wants and is involved with your kids. Meanwhile I can also totally see some CF folk being all like "you want to snort 10% of the world's kids like cocaine? You sure you don't want 20%? How about all of 'em? Maybe you'll OD, thus solving two problems at once?" But yeah, emotional shredding or no, it was a rough 5 hours of TV. Well done.
I'm pretty sure it's mostly cause I'm sick, but I've been fighting off not only the plague but beating back a depressive jag like whoa (no, CoE didn't exacerbate it, lol). Attempting to soldier through it and trying to head it off at the pass by doing things that make me happy and keep me on task, but it's there, waiting to jump me and all I can really do about it is beat it back with a stick and outwait it. It'll give up eventually.
Today: listen to the rain, to-do list, finish up Sons of Anarchy (at least to the broadcast point), maybe bake bread. Still on a quest for a whole wheat breadmaker recipe that won't produce a brick, but I'm not gonna even bother trying that today, just going to go for the standard white.
cell23 to the standard "Andee doesn't feel good so she's going to whine and tantrum like an overtired five year old and resist all attempts to be nice to her" and finally letting him march me off to bed, I seemed to be running a low grade fever. Considering how I felt during bell practice yesterday (it's hot in the choir loft, but not THAT hot) this isn't surprising. I feel a little less like microwaved shit this morning, but only a little.Yesterday wasn't all bad though - borrowed
cell23's car for the day and actually made it into the office after three weeks of being stuck home. Other than the 20 or so minutes of HO SHIT HOW DO I DRIVE AGAIN AAAAH THIS ISN'T MY CAR, it was really really nice to be on the road again. Yes, I'm the sick bastard that actually likes commuting. *sigh* Money should loosen up a bit next month, and then I should be able to get Hanzo-san re-insured and back into business, course then I have to worry about his tie-rod and inspection and argh. Adulthood is expensive. Also there was burger and bitch session with
htl_1126. That's always a good thing.Finished Torchwood: Children of Earth. Wow. Yeah, while I didn't personally need it, I can definitely see why the warning to have strong alcohol on hand was warranted. I think its impact was blunted for me both by having a seriously jaded outlook on how in that sort of crisis, exactly which children would be considered by the government to be expendable (and it played out pretty much exactly as I suspected it would) and by the fact that I don't have any. I imagine getting through those episodes is made significantly worse if you're the sort of parent that actually likes, wants and is involved with your kids. Meanwhile I can also totally see some CF folk being all like "you want to snort 10% of the world's kids like cocaine? You sure you don't want 20%? How about all of 'em? Maybe you'll OD, thus solving two problems at once?" But yeah, emotional shredding or no, it was a rough 5 hours of TV. Well done.
I'm pretty sure it's mostly cause I'm sick, but I've been fighting off not only the plague but beating back a depressive jag like whoa (no, CoE didn't exacerbate it, lol). Attempting to soldier through it and trying to head it off at the pass by doing things that make me happy and keep me on task, but it's there, waiting to jump me and all I can really do about it is beat it back with a stick and outwait it. It'll give up eventually.
Today: listen to the rain, to-do list, finish up Sons of Anarchy (at least to the broadcast point), maybe bake bread. Still on a quest for a whole wheat breadmaker recipe that won't produce a brick, but I'm not gonna even bother trying that today, just going to go for the standard white.
