Too many days like this lately ...

... where I give in, dose myself to sleepy fuzziness with painkillers, and retire to 'bed'. (Can be bed or sofa or nice sunny patch of floor by balcony door). Today, raging toothache -- rather worse than yesterday's, when I realised I'd have to find and visit a dentist for the first time since the mid-90s -- has been joined by Filthy Hormones: the lurking headache that on Sunday seemed like early stage of migraine is still lurking: also, ozymandias_cat bit me, for fun (his not mine), while we were arguing about the merits of the seagull feather versus my book. Despite not having all his teeth (a lesson there somewhere) he managed to chomp pretty hard on my hand, so now it hurts to type.

Too fuzzy-headed to achieve anything much. Shall find and read some trash. Go me.