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[taimatsu]

Am feeling oddly floopy. Not with it. Not finding ways to entertain myself. Desperately trying not to just go to bed, as that will mess up sleep patterns and make me feel ill. I have a scratchy throat (started yesterday morning, actually - it's not worse, but it's not gone either). I have done two loads of laundry today, but nothing else useful. Robert should be back quite soon, I hope.

I was just pondering what I could take to fend off a lurgy attack, and remembered the echinacea tablets my mother got me a while ago. They are *vile*; they taste of liquorice, which I detest, and they are very big, so you cannot swallow them without tasting them. Nasty as they are, though, they might help.

I guess I should move 'register with doctor' up my To-Do list.

Comments

what do you expect?

[willjsm.livejournal.com]

Tis a Sunday, that's what happens. Its like feeling energized on a Saturday night or knackered on Monday or Friday morning or resolving on Thursday evening to do more in the following week. All you need is a pipe and an ale and you could join me in an old mellowed pub...

[robert-jones.livejournal.com]

Hmm... In that case I am inclined to blame you for the lurgy which got me after Catriona's party. I woke up at 2am on Sunday morning with like symptoms, and they've been hanging around since. Although that's a pretty rapidly acting lurgy, since it was only 11 hours after I met you.