Good News: I have tomorrow off
Bad News: I am literally scheduling intervals on my calendar for burrito mode and meds.
I have gotten to the level of sick where breathing is interesting. My nose is there so I don't get mixed up with Voldemort and otherwise decor only. My throat is getting muckus.
Which means stopping at Rite Aid or something on the way home for Mucinex. The red one. Need to clear my passages. Might grab some five ounce cups for the alkaseltzer. Hope the car noise is resolved because more meds are in the back seat.
Nnngh I need to fight off sleep and weary now. No creative writing today. Just reading, tablets, and smart phone.
Maybe I'll continue my trip down 50 Shades of What the Fuck...been a while and SteeleNoMore has been inactive a while.
For those of you who didn't know, SteeleNoMore is my take on an AU Ana Steele from 50 Shades who bolted away from her abuser and because of Grey's wealth and influence she had to go under a new alias and abandon all old ties. Ophelia Capulet is now a waitress suffering PTSD. Its obviously an anti 50 Shades manifesto of sorts, where I cite quotes from the text with sarcastic comments to highlight the absurdity. Let me tell you nothing unites people across fandom lines like mutual hate.
...so sleepy...
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