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Dec 21, 2008 22:42

I had a nap in the middle of the afternoon that seemed to help. Then I was awake for four hours, and all the benefits of the nap went away. So all I need to do to survive work tomorrow is sleep for two hours after working for four. That's manageable, right? *contemplates the couch in boss's office* Anyway, it's vaguely reassuring to know that I'm continuing the time-honoured tradition of being ill over Xmas. My parents must look forward to making me gallons of soup every year.

I can't even beg off work tomorrow, even though I feel wretched and will likely feel worse in the morning. The guy I have a meeting with travelled in from bullet-ridden places and spent 24 hours travelling, whereas I only have to survive 45 minutes on the Northern line. It somehow seems churlish to cancel.

In other news, I have secured my pinch-hit, yay! Also written down my list of Yuletide Treats I'll be thinking of writing. Not entirely sure how much I'll get done as I'm working until 4pm Xmas eve, but luckily with the coughing-up-a-lung/fever/cramps/dizziness also comes insomnia, so I guess it'll be a toss-up. I wrote 3 stories last year and the year before, and I want to do at least as many this year.

Anyone fancy an uber-fast beta for me? It's likely that about half my flist will be familiar with the fandom, so those are pretty good odds, I think. If not, I shall partake of #yuletide tomorrow/Tues eve.

*stares at bed* Is there any way I can make myself fall asleep before I start coughing and never stop?

yuletide, health, christmas

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