Fresh air

Thursday, November 8th, 2007 04:34 pm
[personal profile] tamaranth
was about to go out for some, but it seemed to be full of sharp bits and wet stuff and horizontal botany. The garden looked like one of those Rousseau paintings of Exotic Weather. The wind was playing tunes in the chimney. The tree-swing was possessed.

In other news, I still feel rough but perhaps not as rough. Well, being online is not hurting my head yet. (Though this may change depending on how I filter my LJ reading.)

In other other news, I finally have a fuseboard in my flat! This is getting on 3 months after the incident in which the builders upstairs switched off my electricity and did not notice. Not to be confused with the water-through-the-ceiling episodes, the second of which has not yet been fixed, grrrrr. (Have not really been in a fit state to chase 'em this week.)

In otherother news, the fuseboard will not actually work until they have switched off the power, done stuff for a few hours and switched it back on.

In not-news-at-all, I have a vague memory of frantic deadlines last week.

All of the above makes me inclined to go to werk tomorrow. Even if briefly.

Date: Thursday, November 8th, 2007 04:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lamentables.livejournal.com
That weather happened here too! I looked across the fields and saw the rain approaching, dashed out to get in my washing and got pretty well soaked because it all happened so fast. Oh, and I was almost hit by a flying piece of roofing from my neighbour's shed that was lifted by the wind and flung over the fence at me.

Date: Thursday, November 8th, 2007 04:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ivory-goddess.livejournal.com
Fingers crossed you're feeling better on a not-temporary basis.

NB: your description of the weather was v funny.

Date: Thursday, November 8th, 2007 09:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] moral-vacuum.livejournal.com
it seemed to be full of sharp bits and wet stuff and horizontal botany. The garden looked like one of those Rousseau paintings of Exotic Weather. The wind was playing tunes in the chimney. The tree-swing was possessed.

You must be feeling better - you can't be funny with a migraine.

Date: Thursday, November 8th, 2007 09:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tamaranth.livejournal.com
you can't be funny with a migraine

only to people who like to mock the afflicted.

To be honest I can't think in sentences with a migraine. Except simple things like "I REALLY WISH THIS WOULD STOP" and "DRUGS PLS NOW"

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