stomp stomp stomp stomp stomp.
Dec. 19th, 2004 08:56 pmThis weekend has been a paean to sheer bloody-mindedness.
I've been fighting off
sweh's nasty cough from the other week, and although I haven't really been coughing that badly, for the past two days the way I've felt can best be described as "stomped flat". In spite of this, I got the lion's share of my Xmas shopping done, made three kinds of cookies, squared away most of the carload of junque
audiovile schlepped back from his mom's, ran through the iteration of "clean kitchen: cook: clean kitchen" several times, acquired a Festive Christmas Twig to decorate, led the decorating of said twig, woke up at 8am to accept delivery of the new drinks fridge (aka "Christmas present from Mom"), acquired the stuff for Xmas dinner...oh you get the idea. But all I really wanted to do was loll on the couch and let the magic talky box amuse me.
Having just downgraded my condition to "hammered shit", I think I shall pursue that dreamlike goal.
I've been fighting off
Having just downgraded my condition to "hammered shit", I think I shall pursue that dreamlike goal.