The mangy cats growling in their cages.

[reddragdiva]

Coughing up yellow slime, dammit. Don't expect me to be out at B-Movie tonight. Or indeed all weekend. Two damn weeks off sick. I'll be having a quiet time communing with the new laptop and trying to rest.

I spent yesterday morning doing the poster for My Own Private September. The article needs two more paragraphs — I haven't actually seen the film, so if anyone can point out other important subplots to take off please do. It also needs more cowbell in general.

I am spending the day in bed with my lovely laptop and Liz next to me. Browser, IRC, VLC, headphones and my music collection. Neo has flooped on my chest as well.

Update: Just back from doctor with a week's high dose amoxycillin. Now to do nothing.

Comments

[loosechanj.livejournal.com]

How come I never seem to find a quack willing to write scripts for what's actually bothering me? I go in for my knee, and I get allergy meds. I go in for my allergies, I get cholestorol meds.

oh, and quit whining unless you're coughing up so much that you have to keep a bucket handy to spit it into. Wimp.