Fever dreams.

[reddragdiva]

• Do I feel lucky?

• And I bet you thought your degree would be worth more than nothing.

• Not Whitby Flu or B-Movie Lurgy, but closely related.

I woke pouring sweat several times last night. The recurring dream was that I was working for the NHS and had to go around to the graves of dead patients to tick off their headstones, or our trust wouldn't be fully funded for their treatment or burial, I'm not sure which. I was cursing myself and my co-workers for having skipped any before, and having to go back to this ridiculously long-winded and tedious task before I would be allowed to sleep properly. This wasn't morbid or sp00ky - it was purely a nightmare of bureaucracy. I do expect better from my fever dreams, thank you. Possibly I have been a sysadmin a bit long. And done too many equipment audits.

We shall not be attending marnameow's New Year party because I have the blasted flu. Again. I suspect a different strain, as it hasn't lasted as long and has new and exciting symptoms. I am unutterably pissed off at not being allowed to go out and be a drunken party girl and snog everyone at midnight and take embarrassing photos. And ali_anarres will be wearing her luscious black velvet cocktail dress, too. Bah. Although I'll be as able to think or form coherent sentences as I would on a partyload of booze, and I have the hangover and churning guts already!

One "please to aid us in arse location" email from work, to which the correct answer was "do nothing." Should I make it in on Friday, I will restrain myself from making a point of coughing on every keyboard in the building, though I'm not entirely sure why.

p.s.: kiillll meeee.

Comments

[wednesday]

You couldn't 'snog' *everyone* at midnight *anyhow*. No one's that fast.

[reddragdiva]

Midnight on New Year's Eve lasts three hours. Everyone knows that.

[fluffymark]

oh dear you poor thing! *huuuuuuuuuuugs*

I shall have to snog everyone twice to make up. Whichever party I happen to be at at midnight, anyway.

[wednesday]

Ah. It must be the cat piss in my hair, then, 'cause most New Yearses, midnight is usually gone about ten minutes before it happened.

[reddragdiva]

I know I can count on you!

[ali-in-london.livejournal.com]

And ali_anarres will be wearing her luscious black velvet cocktail dress, too.

Not only black velvet dress, but black velvet dress with New Rocks. It's one of those combinations where you look in the mirror and realise the thing you need to complete the outfit is either a broadsword or a crossbow.

[reddragdiva]

"Not only black velvet dress, but black velvet dress with New Rocks."

If ANYONE there has a digital camera, they must get four angles of full-length shots, dammit. Is vatine coming? Will he have a bokken with him?

[vatine]

No, my stomach is upset. Otherwise I could've dragged Assorted Swordery and a camera with me. *snif* I don't like upset stomachs. At least I have wine. And beer. And more single malt than I can possibly drink in an evening.

[ali-in-london.livejournal.com]

As it turned out, the boots didn't stay on for long simply because there wasn't enough room in the house to have large boots.

The dress came off shortly after midnight, to be quickly replaced with jeanss and the dragon vest for me to join lusercop in the first FIRE POI of the year.