I think this is day 6 or 7 of relapse.  I feel that this relapse has parallelled the span of the Ukraine crisis so far.  I have had very little time up, or online.  Yet, I have been trying to spend the time copying my LJournal via DW, or another service I will speak of later.  But LJ servers are not cooperating with either of these agencies.  It is ( Read more... )

My head she is bad.  Two things threw me off, yesterday: encountre w/ bully moron, and staynig up very, very late, trying to mould my new computer into the creature I wanted it to be.  Probably wouldn't have been able to sleep, if I tried.  Whenever there is stress, and whenever the circadian riddem is thrown off, for someone w/ CFS, all living ( Read more... )

Out with the dog, 6:pm, we notice a new dog yelping for attention.  A little later, the girl with the gruff voice brings out a dog, first into the fenced yard, then to the front yard of a vacant house.  Young black-(over-brown) German Shepherd.  No leash.  She was trying to have him/her fetch, but he/she always stole the ball away - a common ( Read more... )

Day 9(?) - Impossible mission aborted ( Read more... )

Ugh. Another extreme-sport day. Front and centre of brain unable to process for shit until about ten minutes ago, a little while after I held my breath and scared the shit outta my caudate nucleus. Nevertheless, I did somehow decide to make myself some pizza tacos, which were great. Used two soft (corn) shells, cooked/stuck together w/ 1/2 a ( Read more... )

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Blessed be the pizza makers.

Amen.