This morning when I woke up I considered things, considered my throat, and told Belovedest that perhaps I was not getting out of bed today.

I did eventually emerge, and got a surprising amount of tabs gone through and organized. I also made a large teapot of the Hit Me In The Sinuses With Whatever Mint You've Got tisane. Might be allergies, might not be, but either way my sinuses, throat, and lungs are cranky. Particularly that post-nasal feeling that you might drown in snot at any minute but coughing doesn't help.

Unusually, Belovedest went out and got groceries without me. This was largely successful except on the sushi front; they were unable to read my mind the first time and the rolls were California-ish (solid krab instead of shredded with sauce), California with Cronch outside, and shrimp with egg. The reader who has had sushi with me recently may be aware that I may be allergic to shrimp, I am averse to egg, and will request no krab plz for things I order. I did not name the two California-adjacent rolls as such, which in retrospect was a tactical error. They went back out in search of rootbeer barrels for Alex (and sushi); the rootbeer barrel part of the exercise was successful, and upon their return we learned that Surimi is another name for the fake crab that I am avoiding. (California rolls.)

Belovedest also suggested that I perhaps did not mean "petit escalier" on the list, and returned (correctly) with LU petit ecolier biscuits.


It might be time to do some earthworks for the (smaller) paddle pool, since it's been warming up but also soggy AF on the lawn. The Ladies Next Door are very curious when someone comes up to their fence.

http://www.livejournal.com/shop/charity.bml -- Rosie the Riveter & Women for Women are this month's pairing.
http://trollprincess.livejournal.com/1086261.html -- "Real Men Don't Make Cheesecake" -- still a favorite.
http://community.livejournal.com/lightningwatch/33668.html?thread=361092#t361092 -- The world is crumbling around us! The sanctity of Hogwarts is threatened! (If you think this means that Bruno is currently an NPC in lightning_war, you might be right.)
http://www.spawn.com/news/news2.aspx?id=12846 -- woah.
Diebold backs sloooowly away from the voting machines. Do the machines get a vote?
suggestions is looking for a volunteer. Yes, I applied. I had it loaded up and was regarding it, and then someone poked me about it, so I figured I should.

Why does this feel like a ratings comm application?

a) Time. This, if anything, is where I'd fall short. My time is in short supply and high demand these days, but it averages out to less than an hour a day, so I think I could swing that as long as I kept caught up with what was going on, and I think I know how to do that painlessly, as described in b).

b) As far as "refreshing pages and reading what others have to say" goes, I submit for consideration my summaries of LJ news posts and their comments. :) I have the LJ Comment Unfolder installed in Firefox, and have a few Suggestions discussions of interest already being tracked. If I changed this to alerting me every time someone posted to suggestions, and then subscribed to comments on every post after unfolding and reading everything, I wouldn't have to deliberately make time to work on this.

c) I can stay chill in a heated news discussion, and be patient and respectful there, as well as my track record in this community. Even when my allergies act up. *tchoo*

d) I'm pretty sure I have this one down, and I also have decent skill in taking a would-be flame and directing it into more productive discussion. Given adequate opportunity to vent, I can avoid poking situations that would be only inflamed by my intervention. I know how to both screen and freeze. I have successfully gotten note_to_cat through a few declawing and shelter flamewars, and have quashed attempts to use the community as a rallying place for a flamewar elsewhere.

e) Neither admin nor Abuse!


... I do have a permanent account already, so attempting to apply paid time to my account would be a little useless.

norabombay has a 13-song introduction to rap and hip-hop, backed up with YouTubes of the music videos.

As I was suspecting I would, I am staying home from work today, on the grounds that a) they are not surprised, and b) I really do need the down-time to get better. I have a dentist appointment later on today; I need to be OK to go to that. I told Pink Shirt Guy to feel free to call me about any questions he has about the $PAPERWORK. He hasn't done that form in months; I hope he'll be OK. Meanwhile, I'm getting worn out from just sitting and reading. hcolleen has made me hot tea ♥, and has wandered out to obtain lunch breakfast.

Yesterday and today are sick days. PMS is hitting with a vengeance. I am hoping that the actual 'M' part shows up damn soon. I have been at home (though I went out yesterday for black cohosh, St. John's Wort, carrots, and a cellphone earpiece that maybe WORKS on the way back) feeling like I'm about to kill something. Realized on the way back that some combination of effects were making me unsafe for freeway driving, so got off and went the hell home on surface streets at a sane speed with the windows WIDE open.

(After looking in detail through the other ingredients ... lobelia. It's the only one of the lot with any reported narcotic effect, and damn if that didn't feel quite exactly, though to a lesser degree, than those narcotic pain meds from the nasty shoulder strain/inflammation. That puts this, and anything else containing lobelia/eyebright/Indian tobacco, at least in concentrations near, equal, or greater than 150mg/dose on my "Do not drive within five hours after taking" list.)

So. Doing Support. Working on the dudes and putting them in the mood theme, with the eventual intent to migrate the pics over to LJ hosting and package up a command console script for others to borrow them. Not much actual writing. Not much actual reading. There has been sleep. I have Not Been Feeling Good.

In bed almost all day. I did venture out to check the mail, as Mama said that Dad had sent something in the mail in our direction. If I don't get it by Monday, I won't get it until after I come back.

I feel dreadful, but it's a dreadful that's under control. I know I'll get better, and I'm impatient for that; all I really have to do is stay in, stay warm, stay in bed, stay drinking water or tea or whatever, and stay out of trouble.

I ache all over.

I'm not sure what my chances of getting better enough to sanely work tomorrow morning are. My alternate is sick too.

I call Darkside now.