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Okay, so I got up at 9 and had my 'nanas and mango/OJ for brekkie. At 10 I received a phone call that was supposed to confirm my lunchdate, but instead cancelled it because of illness. Okay, see me pouting here (which is why we're seeing The Flan's pretty mouth) because I'd hoped to have lovely company for lunch and more (including tasty delectables and champagne and having a sympathetic ear and shoulder beyond the eight minutes we'd had talking on the phone last week). So, of course, I said I hoped he'd get better soon but, as for rescheduling, well that may take some time. ::stamps little foot in frustration::
Anyway, so here I was, missing not just the company but also the nice stuff to eat. I had some hot salami slices and brie, together with ice tea. Hmmm. And I wrote a bit more. And read a bit. And then had a nap for two hours at the end of which I woke up freezing. Hey, body. Yes, you. Cut it out with the wonky thermostat controls. In retaliation, I reset the alarm for another two hours, but woke up after 90 minutes feeling warm enough to get out of bed. And I've engaged in a couple of discussions on LJ. No, it's not the same as human companionship, but it's still something to do with ... people.
I'm now about to have another piece of honey-lemon, honey-garlic chicken breast and have poured myself a shot of peach vodka with mango/OJ. With ice cubes, because I'd made two trays, expecting the champagne. Le sigh.
Anyway, I'm going back to reading before bed. I'm not looking forward to tomorrow, because I will have a number of bureaucratic things on the agenda, things that will probably make me ill, mentally if not physically. Oh, well, enough pouting. No wait, here's one last one. ;-p
Grumbly hugs,
H.
Anyway, so here I was, missing not just the company but also the nice stuff to eat. I had some hot salami slices and brie, together with ice tea. Hmmm. And I wrote a bit more. And read a bit. And then had a nap for two hours at the end of which I woke up freezing. Hey, body. Yes, you. Cut it out with the wonky thermostat controls. In retaliation, I reset the alarm for another two hours, but woke up after 90 minutes feeling warm enough to get out of bed. And I've engaged in a couple of discussions on LJ. No, it's not the same as human companionship, but it's still something to do with ... people.
I'm now about to have another piece of honey-lemon, honey-garlic chicken breast and have poured myself a shot of peach vodka with mango/OJ. With ice cubes, because I'd made two trays, expecting the champagne. Le sigh.
Anyway, I'm going back to reading before bed. I'm not looking forward to tomorrow, because I will have a number of bureaucratic things on the agenda, things that will probably make me ill, mentally if not physically. Oh, well, enough pouting. No wait, here's one last one. ;-p
Grumbly hugs,
H.
