At the start of the day
Nov. 25th, 2008 08:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceHmmph. You know that thing about arising rested and ready for the day's labours?
*blows raspberry at the thing*
I have been awake since 4.45am, and the most I have achieved 'til now (8.45) is to break my glasses.
Also, I am expected out tonight, for a lecture and then dinner after. I do not want to miss this.
So, then: seven pages before 5.30pm, with my head stuffed with a damp and cloying fog already, and an urgent mission to the opticians? Hmmph...
However: Barry is Feeling Better. That's the morning's important news. We have had no Regrettable Incidents since yesterday afternoon, and he has defended his breakfast against all comers. It was quite telling that he had to defend it - ordinarily he inhales his food, then tries to muscle in on Mac's - but still. He may have been slow, but he was thorough. I am hopeful of omitting the threatened vet, assuming that this recurrence of input does not provoke a return to disquieting output.
Damn, though. Battering at this book with a skull-load o' nuthin' would be easier if I knew what should be happening...
*blows raspberry at the thing*
I have been awake since 4.45am, and the most I have achieved 'til now (8.45) is to break my glasses.
Also, I am expected out tonight, for a lecture and then dinner after. I do not want to miss this.
So, then: seven pages before 5.30pm, with my head stuffed with a damp and cloying fog already, and an urgent mission to the opticians? Hmmph...
However: Barry is Feeling Better. That's the morning's important news. We have had no Regrettable Incidents since yesterday afternoon, and he has defended his breakfast against all comers. It was quite telling that he had to defend it - ordinarily he inhales his food, then tries to muscle in on Mac's - but still. He may have been slow, but he was thorough. I am hopeful of omitting the threatened vet, assuming that this recurrence of input does not provoke a return to disquieting output.
Damn, though. Battering at this book with a skull-load o' nuthin' would be easier if I knew what should be happening...