Ups And Downs
Coming down with a particularly nasty case of the flu just before the weekend: DOWN.
Drinking a ton of fresh-squeezed orange juice to try to get over this sickness: UP.
Not having done more on the laptop than the two typed chapters of Living After Midnight: DOWN.
Having done thirteen hand-written pages of Living After Midnight while at work during the week: UP.
Watching awful television for the most part today: DOWN.
Watching two episodes of CSI: Miami minus the commercials: UP.
Taking a hot bath: UP.
Not being able to stay in the bath for longer than fifteen minutes because of congestion: DOWN.
Pain in shoulders and head: DOWN.
Prospect of loading up on painkillers and watching television and/or typing in an agreeable cold-medicine daze: UP.
Helping somebody on a writing project and far from screwing the pooch, being told that you made a three-pointer with somebody's arms in your face: WAY, WAY UP.
Back to the healing process I go. Whee!
Drinking a ton of fresh-squeezed orange juice to try to get over this sickness: UP.
Not having done more on the laptop than the two typed chapters of Living After Midnight: DOWN.
Having done thirteen hand-written pages of Living After Midnight while at work during the week: UP.
Watching awful television for the most part today: DOWN.
Watching two episodes of CSI: Miami minus the commercials: UP.
Taking a hot bath: UP.
Not being able to stay in the bath for longer than fifteen minutes because of congestion: DOWN.
Pain in shoulders and head: DOWN.
Prospect of loading up on painkillers and watching television and/or typing in an agreeable cold-medicine daze: UP.
Helping somebody on a writing project and far from screwing the pooch, being told that you made a three-pointer with somebody's arms in your face: WAY, WAY UP.
Back to the healing process I go. Whee!