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Today's new symptom: the back of my neck aches horribly. What's up with _that_? Less exhausted, but that could be because I've scarcely moved. Let's see what happens if I try to do the dishes.

I don't have TIME for this nonsense. :-/

The joys of daytime TV

Did you know there is a video for "Fish Heads" ? And it's every inch as wack as the song (or more so). Bill Mumy et al. are some sick fucks, God love 'em.

Well, that's not bad

I suddenly got inspired at about 3pm and started working on the sewing room. The mass of back paperwork is filed, the RPG stuff is shelved and organized, random stuff on the floor has been pitched/put away/tucked into a corner as best suited, and the stray cat litter is vacuumed. (Bleh. I heartily agree with Steve that the sooner the cat box can go back in the basement, the better.) Of course I can't finish the job until I can conclave with Beth about her stuff that keeps creeping from the closet in search of lebensraum, but every bit helps.

I only hope I haven't overdone it--feeling kind of exhausted again. Hmph.

Alles klar, Herr Komissar

At last, we know what has been causing Steve's occasional not-a-heart-attacks: he's got a hiatal hernia. (It seems this showed up in an X-ray; why none of the other nonsense he's been through in the past couple years tracking this down included a simple X-ray is beyond the scope of this journal, *ahem*.)

Nice to have that settled, and to know it's pretty non-threatening (if deeply uncomfortable at times).