Diagnosis back from the vet - Tiggy has a large sarcoma in her jaw :( And at 18, she'd be unlikely to survive surgery even if it hadn't metastasised yet ( Read more... )

Finally got the time to get to my GP and find out why I've been sick since Easter (and why that smoke last week finished me off). On antibiotics and Ventolin for the durtion, and feeling much better. Although the antibiotics have finally kicked in, arghhhhhh. Not the kind of thing you want to happen when stuck in the middle of a two hour traffic

Two episodes which can be summarised as 'Apple Bloom plumbs whole new depths of Cutie Mark- related anxiety', and 'Rainbow Dash deals with the Inevitability of Death - badly ( Read more... )

I wonder why it seems like I get most ill whenever Purrdence is away - the reactive arthritis that crippled me after she to Japan for a year, or the flu and now appalling tonsillitis while she's away in the US for a month. Ah well. At least the combination of strong painkillers and antibiotics is given me a little time off work. Pity I'm in no ( Read more... )

*drinks cider in response to the news*

As Purrdence points out, this may never happen again. Especially since my tolerance for alcohol is Zero, and less than a mouthful has me feeling woozy.

*consults the Ultimate Insult Generator*

Pie-eating Sphincter Clown? Yes, that sounds about right for the new Prime Minister.... *drinks Purrdences' cider*

Feeling weirdly cranky and tense this evening, and for no apparent reason (well, no reasons other than the usual, anyway. The Background Level of Aggravation, as it were).

Feel like I want to lash out at something, but I can't think why.

Gah! *shouts at the cat, who hasn't even run down my bare side with her claws out today, either*

From this post :

methylbenzene: when i was little and my parents were driving id pretend there was a man/being/thing running alongside the car who had to follow certain rules like “he can only travel by jumping from streetlight to streetlight” or “he can only walk on fences” i was so surprised to find out that other people did similar things ( Read more... )

Well, that's the last time I read one of Charles Stross' Laundry novels before bed. I just had a nightmare about Teamwork Building Exercises.

And then dreamed I blogged about it.

And then dreamed I blogged about it.

And then dreamed I blogged about it.

One thing about fever dreams is that they tend to be more than usually memorable - such as the one with animated entirely non-humanoid aliens, all in the style of pulp SF magazine covers.