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verbminxI fell asleep a little after 10PM, and woke up when my mom got home sometime around 11, and then went back to sleep for another 6 hours, more or less. I might have slept longer except that I'd left the lamp on next to the bed, and even dim light feels like LIGHT when the rest of the house is dark. I think I feel better, though I am still tired.
I have soup and a sandwich to eat. I'm going to make some tea. The computer place called to tell me both computers I took in the other day (mine and L's) are fixed. I'm thrilled... it means I can get back to work with them... I'll pick them up this morning sometime. I think I also want to go to the comic shop, and possibly, if I feel well enough, to the healthfood store and to the library. I doubt I will go too many places, as my mother has an appointment today at the hair place an hour away, and wants me to go with her.
In the survey thingy I did a few entries ago, I remembered a few things and noticed a few mistakes. My favorite soup is Mrs. Weiss's Kluski Noodle Soup, something generally native to Ohio and Pennsylvania and those areas (Mrs Grass is a national brand and it's OK/eh but it's not the same thing at all). My favorite male singer, upon reflection, is probably actually David Bowie.
The N-cat has been curled into the backs of my legs, the nook made by my semi-fetal sleeping position. Now, since I'm sitting up, he's curled against my ankle. he just stretched and shuddered and made a little noise: I don't think he's ready to be awake yet. He's very funny in that when he finds a place, he doesn't try to curl up next to you, he tries to curl up into you, snuggling closer and closer. He's better than a hot-water bottle, with the astounding amount of body heat he generates, but he's also a bedhog.
I have soup and a sandwich to eat. I'm going to make some tea. The computer place called to tell me both computers I took in the other day (mine and L's) are fixed. I'm thrilled... it means I can get back to work with them... I'll pick them up this morning sometime. I think I also want to go to the comic shop, and possibly, if I feel well enough, to the healthfood store and to the library. I doubt I will go too many places, as my mother has an appointment today at the hair place an hour away, and wants me to go with her.
In the survey thingy I did a few entries ago, I remembered a few things and noticed a few mistakes. My favorite soup is Mrs. Weiss's Kluski Noodle Soup, something generally native to Ohio and Pennsylvania and those areas (Mrs Grass is a national brand and it's OK/eh but it's not the same thing at all). My favorite male singer, upon reflection, is probably actually David Bowie.
The N-cat has been curled into the backs of my legs, the nook made by my semi-fetal sleeping position. Now, since I'm sitting up, he's curled against my ankle. he just stretched and shuddered and made a little noise: I don't think he's ready to be awake yet. He's very funny in that when he finds a place, he doesn't try to curl up next to you, he tries to curl up into you, snuggling closer and closer. He's better than a hot-water bottle, with the astounding amount of body heat he generates, but he's also a bedhog.
