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Heyhey,
Would it sound bad if I said I'm in a medical trial and I suspect that the drug I'm taking for it is making creating a stomach ulcer? I feel horrible right now. Sunday morning was the worst, because I came home from a party and ate far too much spicy potato salad at 4 am. The medical study is just until the end of this week so I'll try for a bit longer but I'm not loving it.
Julia was here Sunday-Monday, which gave me a good reason to get off my ass and clean the floors and try out a recipe I don't make often. It's great that I have guests about the same frequency that I think I should clean my floors. By clean, I mean vacuum and wash with water. It's the washing part that I don't like. Vacuuming isn't half-bad, it's just that my vacuum sucks in the kind of way you don't want a vacuum to suck, which is, it doesn't suck very much at all and the head part keeps falling off. Anyhow, I did clean up and we did have fun. The reason she was here was because her musical had a show in the nearby city. I think I talked my entire family into coming to see it. Two of my closest friends also came along and they got to meet my family. Once upon a time, that would have bothered me, but now I feel very apathetic about the entire thing.
I've finally started writing again on my short story that I begun last fall. I don't dare to read through it properly until I've written an ending; I'm pretty sure I would be discouraged by the quality and that a lot of things doesn't make sense. But if I finish it I will fix it. I need to finish it, it's 14 pages! It's the longest story I've written in aaages.
Goes to show I could never do Nanowrimo.
Would it sound bad if I said I'm in a medical trial and I suspect that the drug I'm taking for it is making creating a stomach ulcer? I feel horrible right now. Sunday morning was the worst, because I came home from a party and ate far too much spicy potato salad at 4 am. The medical study is just until the end of this week so I'll try for a bit longer but I'm not loving it.
Julia was here Sunday-Monday, which gave me a good reason to get off my ass and clean the floors and try out a recipe I don't make often. It's great that I have guests about the same frequency that I think I should clean my floors. By clean, I mean vacuum and wash with water. It's the washing part that I don't like. Vacuuming isn't half-bad, it's just that my vacuum sucks in the kind of way you don't want a vacuum to suck, which is, it doesn't suck very much at all and the head part keeps falling off. Anyhow, I did clean up and we did have fun. The reason she was here was because her musical had a show in the nearby city. I think I talked my entire family into coming to see it. Two of my closest friends also came along and they got to meet my family. Once upon a time, that would have bothered me, but now I feel very apathetic about the entire thing.
I've finally started writing again on my short story that I begun last fall. I don't dare to read through it properly until I've written an ending; I'm pretty sure I would be discouraged by the quality and that a lot of things doesn't make sense. But if I finish it I will fix it. I need to finish it, it's 14 pages! It's the longest story I've written in aaages.
Goes to show I could never do Nanowrimo.