Pascha is a wash
Afternoon with family was actually pretty good. Except for the whole, you know, getting sick part. Not sick as in throwing up, but definitely sick as in Unhappy Digestion. And we'll just leave the description at that, shall we?
There is a sort of stomach/digestive virus going around school, and I have been feeling tired and shagged out lately (though no long squawks, I promise). I think sleeping in this morning did something to my body--namely, the sudden realisation, "Ooh! Sleeping in! That means we can afford to get sick!"
So no Pascha service for me tonight. Blast. :P I was looking forward to it!
To the Orthodox on my flist, a blessed Pascha. And, right now, on the East Coast, they are shouting: CHRIST IS RISEN! INDEED HE IS RISEN! Or, in Greek: CHRISTOS ANESTI! ALITHOS ANESTI!
For all of you - it's 9:00 on a Saturday, and I'm going to bed. G'night.
There is a sort of stomach/digestive virus going around school, and I have been feeling tired and shagged out lately (though no long squawks, I promise). I think sleeping in this morning did something to my body--namely, the sudden realisation, "Ooh! Sleeping in! That means we can afford to get sick!"
So no Pascha service for me tonight. Blast. :P I was looking forward to it!
To the Orthodox on my flist, a blessed Pascha. And, right now, on the East Coast, they are shouting: CHRIST IS RISEN! INDEED HE IS RISEN! Or, in Greek: CHRISTOS ANESTI! ALITHOS ANESTI!
For all of you - it's 9:00 on a Saturday, and I'm going to bed. G'night.