Urgh, aargh
Jul. 16th, 2011 11:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceYesterday night (a phrase I have just invented: ugly, isn't it?) I slept badly, and then I couldn't get out of bed in the morning and banged about all day feeling logey and thick. Last night, this morning? Just the same. Can't decide if this is the natural consequence of being gloomy and stressed with residual jetlag, or if I'm actually sick.
Also, today I have put on a long-sleeved shirt, for Newcastle is cold and wet and rainy. My arms are bewildered by the concept of sleeves.
Whatever. We shall overcome. I have been to the Asian foodstore on the corner, and bought All The Things - well, all the things they had. And brought same home, and dumped it all on the hall floor while I wrestled off hat and jacket and so forth (see above, under "cold and wet and rainy"). Enter boys. There was a chicken - well, the back ends of two chickens - in one of those bags, and minced lamb also. What did Mac make a dive for? Ah, how well you know him. "Wow! Spinach! Om-nom-nom!!"
Sigh. That boy is mysterious to me.
Now I must make stock and take stock (do you see what I did there?) and check proofs and so forth. 'Scusi.
Also, today I have put on a long-sleeved shirt, for Newcastle is cold and wet and rainy. My arms are bewildered by the concept of sleeves.
Whatever. We shall overcome. I have been to the Asian foodstore on the corner, and bought All The Things - well, all the things they had. And brought same home, and dumped it all on the hall floor while I wrestled off hat and jacket and so forth (see above, under "cold and wet and rainy"). Enter boys. There was a chicken - well, the back ends of two chickens - in one of those bags, and minced lamb also. What did Mac make a dive for? Ah, how well you know him. "Wow! Spinach! Om-nom-nom!!"
Sigh. That boy is mysterious to me.
Now I must make stock and take stock (do you see what I did there?) and check proofs and so forth. 'Scusi.