My day, today.
Not feeling well today (how is the phrase "feeling poorly" deficient again? Does it just indicate that my ability to feel is impaired somehow?).
Tried to get to sleep last night and had a coughing fit that lasted well into the night. I think I may need to clean out my CPAP with enthusiasm. I'm almost done re-reading The Heart of Valor, and will be able to start Valor's Trial soon. Huzzah! Also gave my copy of Watchmen another flip through.
I realized there are small stains on a couple pages. I was trying to remember how I got them, and had almost convinced myself I'd been eating tacos in my university pad when I remembered what had actually happened.
On my second day of working at A&P in my youth, I'd been assigned to parcel pickup, and was trying to keep up on it. I hadn't been trained on using the phone to call for help, so the cars were starting to pile up. So, this being summer, I was a little worn by the heat, I ended up dropping a couple bottles of diet coke (glass bottles, too, the 750 ml kind). Thankfully no one was hurt by the explosion, but I had to go get replacements.
The parcel pickup was full, and the gate was down, so I climbed over it and, en route, smacked my head into the steel door frame. The impact was quite significant. I kept going, and while en route to the pop aisle, one of the managers called me over and said "excuse me, but do you know your head is bleeding?"
I did not, in fact, know. They called over a couple of the other bag boys who got the line sorted out, and I filled out the Workman's Comp forms and got a ride home.
Anyway, that night, I'm sitting at home reading in bed, and I notice a spot on the book. The bandage on my head is leaking just a bit, and a drop of blood has run down my scalp, and landed plop onto the page. So, yeah, I bled onto the book.
Still enjoying the book. I find myself prefering the earlier interactions between Juspeczyk & Drieberg to the plot centred stuff in the later part of the book. Still not terribly fond of Rorshach.
Tried to get to sleep last night and had a coughing fit that lasted well into the night. I think I may need to clean out my CPAP with enthusiasm. I'm almost done re-reading The Heart of Valor, and will be able to start Valor's Trial soon. Huzzah! Also gave my copy of Watchmen another flip through.
I realized there are small stains on a couple pages. I was trying to remember how I got them, and had almost convinced myself I'd been eating tacos in my university pad when I remembered what had actually happened.
On my second day of working at A&P in my youth, I'd been assigned to parcel pickup, and was trying to keep up on it. I hadn't been trained on using the phone to call for help, so the cars were starting to pile up. So, this being summer, I was a little worn by the heat, I ended up dropping a couple bottles of diet coke (glass bottles, too, the 750 ml kind). Thankfully no one was hurt by the explosion, but I had to go get replacements.
The parcel pickup was full, and the gate was down, so I climbed over it and, en route, smacked my head into the steel door frame. The impact was quite significant. I kept going, and while en route to the pop aisle, one of the managers called me over and said "excuse me, but do you know your head is bleeding?"
I did not, in fact, know. They called over a couple of the other bag boys who got the line sorted out, and I filled out the Workman's Comp forms and got a ride home.
Anyway, that night, I'm sitting at home reading in bed, and I notice a spot on the book. The bandage on my head is leaking just a bit, and a drop of blood has run down my scalp, and landed plop onto the page. So, yeah, I bled onto the book.
Still enjoying the book. I find myself prefering the earlier interactions between Juspeczyk & Drieberg to the plot centred stuff in the later part of the book. Still not terribly fond of Rorshach.