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Apr. 10th, 2006 08:57 amI am having the best, most feminine hair day, I've had in months. That it's how I picture Bellatrix's hair (although hers is darker and longer) should concern us all. Regardless, when these things coincide with castings, it's particularly gratifying (and surprising).
I think my body is making some progress in fighting the amoebas or whatver it is. I ate a bit of corn muffin and a bit of guacamole and some social tea biscuits all without dying (although it was uncomfortable). Nonetheless, back to rice, but hopefully I'll know what's wrong soon and will be medicated accordingly. What a nightmare.
For those of you particularly fond of Snake Charmer and Tortune King (two of the Carnivale LE's from BPAL), they're back for a limited time. -- All the Carnivales are, but I recall a few of you being particularly interested in bottles of these two. I'm debating picking up seconds myself.
Hey, I should do my taxes this week!
Stu finally frigging mailed me; I had thought, lord knows why (amoebic misery?), that he might not. I am apparently waiting for the full reply, at which point I will tell him aboutthe amoebic misery.
Laundry tonight. And when I am better, I must begin sewing.
For those keeping score at home the parental silence continues. My father's birthday is tomorrow. Lord do I not want this bomb to go off then.
I think my body is making some progress in fighting the amoebas or whatver it is. I ate a bit of corn muffin and a bit of guacamole and some social tea biscuits all without dying (although it was uncomfortable). Nonetheless, back to rice, but hopefully I'll know what's wrong soon and will be medicated accordingly. What a nightmare.
For those of you particularly fond of Snake Charmer and Tortune King (two of the Carnivale LE's from BPAL), they're back for a limited time. -- All the Carnivales are, but I recall a few of you being particularly interested in bottles of these two. I'm debating picking up seconds myself.
Hey, I should do my taxes this week!
Stu finally frigging mailed me; I had thought, lord knows why (amoebic misery?), that he might not. I am apparently waiting for the full reply, at which point I will tell him aboutthe amoebic misery.
Laundry tonight. And when I am better, I must begin sewing.
For those keeping score at home the parental silence continues. My father's birthday is tomorrow. Lord do I not want this bomb to go off then.