Finished! Eight hundred and eighty-eight pages of Ray Bradbury, and I'm finished. And there's a ton of stories they didn't even include. Amazing. No idea what I'll read next, though. Possibly the nonfiction one about William James investigating Spiritualism ( Read more... )

Sister Girl and I were talking just now, and I was telling her about this History of the Universe show Mom was watching (I think?), and how some of the people on it were, like, the dumbest people ever. ( Lauren, I think you're in the wrong field )

Pushed it a little too hard with the eating today--a fried chicken breast (even though I don't eat the skin)? Too soon. Weird spells of fatigue, too--I'll be okay, or even talking somewhat animatedly for a while, and then suddenly I'll just feel like I have to go to sleep now. This may be from not eating, though. Man. Stomach flu sucks.


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I showered and laundered today, and then lay down for five hours to recover. Ah, Norovirus. Also, I managed to eat a bowl of tomato soup (garnished liberally with crushed saltines) for dinner last night; for lunch today, I had another bowl and a grilled cheese sandwich (!). Felt a little oogy, and spent most of the afternoon digesting it, but ( Read more... )

Damn Norovirus.Last night I had an invalid's cocktail bar--grape Gatorade, ginger ale, ice water, Advil, Tylenol, saltines--on the nightstand, and I've managed to sleep for four and five hours at a shot. I don't really wake up to do anything in particular, just ache and toss a little. The fireworks were over by 5:30 am on Saturday, so it's just ( Read more... )

Oh my God. So sick. Entire family has it now. Everyone up all night. Worst is over. Trying to hydrate.


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... because I like the updating streak I have going. Mom's still weak, but doing better. Shelby seems a little pitiful, but we can't tell if that's because she's worried about Mom (when Meko was really sick there at the end, before she rallied for a few weeks, Sam was really pitiful about that as well). So right now, Shelby's curled up on Mom's lap ( Read more... )

Arghhh. It was 17 F this morning (we finally got up to a high of 40 by late this afternoon), and may I remind you, I live in Alabama. I couldn't let the dogs play outside very long, so they spent most of the day driving me crazy. Thanks for all the get-well wishes for Mom, by the way; she's weak and a little feverish, but she seems a lot better, ( Read more... )

Aww, hell. My mother's got the flu, and she's so sick she had to call my sister on the phone--my sister, who is in the same house, getting ready for work--and tell her that she couldn't move. I haven't seen her this sick in years.


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