Nov. 3rd, 2007

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Well, I finally feel better. I'm not coughing much, there's copious amounts of nose blowing, which is, if you'll excuse the expression, more productive than my coughing was. My head feels here, and not wrapped in cotton in the closet, and the kicker - I went to bed sickeningly early last night and woke, on my own, at 0730 and was unable to get completely back to sleep. So now I'm up. I still don't have a voice. I heard that. I'm sure we ALL think that's a lovely idea. Blah blah blah. Just wait - my voice comes back and until then I can still type in caps you know.

Given that there's the remains of a hurricane off the coast, and it's supposed to get worse not better I'm going to get up off my butt and get some stuff done, and head to my client for a while, very shortly. He's supposed to be along around 1ish, so I'd like to get there ahead of him. I also have tons of laundry to do, and clothes to put away, as well as luggage and smaller items. My room is a right state and stale to boot. I'm considering packing up and heading to a laundromat rather than doing stuff here. It'll be faster and cheaper, and I won't have to wrestle with the locals to get washers. I want to wash everything, even though I just did sheets and all that - everything has been touched by the ick, and I feel - yucky. *grins* Very precise, yes?

There will be more later. I should see if roommate is awake, plus before I can do anything I need to pay my own bills. More later. After all I still owe a Whitby update and there's more to braindump.

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