Tag: ugh

No writing got done. Everything’s dealt with and resolved, but I don’t wanna talk about it. I should get some sleep.

I blame the supermarket orange chicken we got yesterday: there may have been MSG in it. Or, worse, garlic, with ‘worse’ being two-fold. I like garlic, and if I’m starting to get a reaction to even the cooked version… ugh.

Anyway, no appetite for actual food and indigestion all day. I think this is what ‘dyspeptic’ is actually modelling.

It’s not the coronavirus – I’m not running a fever, my throat’s just a little hoarse, and I’m vaccinated – but there are other things to catch. I had to cancel a pool trip and going to see THE HITMAN’S WIFE’S BODYGUARD. Which mildly sucked, obviously. On the other hand, I got the living room cleaned, which is always nice.

Probably because of the Patreon deadlines.  I should plan this out better.  Although it’s kind of weird, being a person who plans anything at all.  Also: what a freaking month that was. I can’t freaking wait until Halloween.

I’d say ‘open thread,’ except that I never really enforce that anyway.

Yeah, it was allergies.  We’re pretty sure.  It was just allergies at a level that put me in bed for the day, and I was supposed to go somewhere fun today*.  The pollen count around here must be hovering at almost tangible levels.

Pray for rain, folks. I know that I am.

Moe Lane

*We had a babysitter and everything. So I sent my wife off to go herself, of course. I’m not dying.

Which is a problem, because I’m supposed to be doing a field trip tomorrow.  I don’t like being that kind of parent that cancels at the last second.  Well, maybe getting some more sleep will help…

Started with doctor’s appointment and then there was the shattering of the mercury fluorescent bulb and there went pretty much the day in cleaning and recleaning and taking apart my computer desk layout and putting it back together and then cleaning some more. I’d say ‘thank goodness I’m no longer on medication that keeps me from drinking,’ only I ended up forgetting to go have a beer. So instead I will go to bed.

Normalcy tomorrow. As normal as it ever gets around here, anyway.