Donwanna Gulch
Nov. 11th, 2009 12:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceIt is noontide, and I ought to be working; and so far today I have shopped and cooked and read and planned dinner and forgotten to take stuff out of the freezer (whoops! *rushes off* *rushes back*) and collected veggies (ooh - brussels! and savoy cabbage and turnip and spuds and carrots and leeks and onions - I foresee something warm and wintery and ineluctably English...) and not even opened the novel-file.
Mostly, I do not want to. I do not love this book at all, except in moments; I think it's dull, and displays all my worst characteristics.
Also, I hurt. I was okay in America, more or less; I was okay in the Lit & Phil, when I was just reading and scribbling. Sitting at the computer here, my shoulder is just seizing up almost instantly. I am taking regular breaks and swapping ibuprofen and co-codamol, and they get me through the day, but ouchie!
Seeing the doctor next week, who I think will send me to physio this time, which will hopefully be a good thing. But. Ouchie in the meantime. I do not like this, Gunga Din.
Mostly, I do not want to. I do not love this book at all, except in moments; I think it's dull, and displays all my worst characteristics.
Also, I hurt. I was okay in America, more or less; I was okay in the Lit & Phil, when I was just reading and scribbling. Sitting at the computer here, my shoulder is just seizing up almost instantly. I am taking regular breaks and swapping ibuprofen and co-codamol, and they get me through the day, but ouchie!
Seeing the doctor next week, who I think will send me to physio this time, which will hopefully be a good thing. But. Ouchie in the meantime. I do not like this, Gunga Din.