Eat y'self fitter.
Oct. 27th, 2009 10:35 pmThe steroids appear to be doing the job. I breathe clearly. I feel my limbs FLOWING with EXTRA ENERGY, now I just have to not be dumb enough to use it. I did tidy the lounge a bit, though. Without gasping for air at the end. Freda is still snotty and coughing, but still has the energy of a toddler. She got a Dora the Explorer magazine today with a tiny guitar and toy microphone and is currently insisting her mother try to play the guitar while she makes random "la la la" noises into the microphone while dancing about.
Got job paperwork today. I think I can state with reasonable confidence that I am employed as of Monday. ALL HAIL! Drinks are still on you until I actually get paid.
(I must admit that one of the most exciting things about the job is the prospect of a laptop not held together by its stickers and where all the keys actually work.)