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I think I'm sick again. Hopefully it isn't bad this time. I've been fighting off this bit of a bug for a little while and today I've felt kinda rotten. But I did things this morning, when I actually felt awake, like put my washing in the machine and tidy my room, apart from the vaccuming (again! but there's a reason) and filed my bank stuff and so on.

Then I went out, returned all my library books, but one because I hadn't read it and had started flicking through in on the bus and become vaguely interested. Got out Hell's Faire and went onwards to meet Troll.

I enjoyed the Holbein to Hockney exhibition. It was $12 to get in, but worth it. Lots of art, primarily sketches, and the masters. I mean, Holbein is cool, and da Vinci. Wasn't so thrilled with Michaelangelo, as I'm not so keen on the over-musculature that he seems to do. And Raphael. I still really like his work.

Eventually came home and read for a while. I'll take my washing out of the machine shortly and hang it up in the lounge. I would vaccum, but I kinda feel like going to sleep. Soon. My bones ache a little (always a bad sign) and bed and sleep seems a good thing. And I didn't vaccum earlier because I broke the chain to my cross (again!) and I'd stuck in in my wallet. Then, after I used my wallet, it wasn't where I expected it to be and so I was making sure I wouldn't vaccum it up. I've found it now again, and I'll take it to Pascoes on Monday. I wasn't tugging that hard at it when it broke, so hopefully they'll do it for free again. I still have the reciept, anyway.

I'm working tomorrow. I should have all next weekend off, but I think I said that last week, too. And I should spend some time on the ritual for Winter Wolf. I should update the last couple of weeks, too, but my brain isn't working so well right now. And I'll just shut up now, because I could keep babbling for ages and that would be bad.

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I have just been really boring and read all of the posts I've made this year. And had a ham sandwich. Also, I posted the House fic I wrote to the House Fanfiction Archive, which I can't be bothered linking to. I do want fic to read, but I can't find anything I want to read.

I tripped up the stairs a little yesterday afternoon and it hurt. And I was all like, why can't I land on the numb part of my leg when I do that? And then I realised that if I did that, I wouldn't notice, since it's numb and it wouldn't hurt. As it is, I think I got part of the numb bit and part of the lump beside it, which is okay. Hopefully the lump will start going down more soon. It doesn't look bruised, which is a good thing.

I should go lie down again. But fic. Where is the fic? Why am I rereading my old stuff? I don't even like rereading my old fic.

Oh, and Troll, the last movie I've recorded watching this year is Constantine and I went to that with C. I was right - I have been to something else with her this year other than H2G2. I'm sure I've seen more than that, but I can't remember what just now.