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[deathpixie]

I've had a craptastic day at work (yes, it would be Gnish-related, but I won't bore you with the details), I'm still sick (charming hacking cough, voice fading in and out, headache and stomachache from the cough) and I have my first counselling appointment tomorrow. Strangely enough, I'm a bit on the cranky side. Feeling sidelined and irritable and just generally lacking in patience for anyone's crap, including mine. So, I'm going to drink the nice drug-filled lemony thing Disa left for me, keep well away from chat and not answer any emails or posts that require anything more of me than the basics. Maybe some Wiki, depending on whether I can be productive beyond wanting to send people rude emails telling them they're lazy bastards.

*wry* Yeah, not in the good headplace today.

And hopefully the nice drug-filled lemony drink will knock me so unconscious I can't hear the roommate and Disa coming back from band night (which, yes, I'm missing), since ear plugs + stuffy nose = SINUS PAIN BEYOND BELIEF.

Comments

[nute.livejournal.com]

Yeah, do I ever hear you there. The benefits of having one's own apartment is that when your friends are being inconsiderate, at least they're doing it somewhere else.

[deathpixie]

To be fair, I'm on the 'wake at a pin drop' part of my cycle, where I'm already sleeping badly and the least bit of noise wakes me. I also have full permission to pound rudely on the wall should the noise get too bad. So it's not so much inconsiderate as living with a pain in the arse if you have different hours at all.

Sometimes I miss my apartment in St. Kilda. Even with the main street outside and rush hour traffic, it was still quiet. Mostly because it was just me.

[nute.livejournal.com]

Right there with you. This flu or whatever is now switching symptoms by the hour, and oversensitive hearing due to fluid pressure is on the list right now.

Ironically, I'm using Johnny's music to drown out, oh, everything else in the adjoining apartments.

[deathpixie]

It's like band night in your own apartment!

Hmm. I need a Johnny icon.

[nute.livejournal.com]

Except without the rocket vodka.

Hold on, maybe the last of the vanilla vodka will clear up this flu... ah, Russian medicine.

[indiana-j.livejournal.com]

Aww, I wish I had sent home some of the breathing strips with you. *hugs*

[winterknight.livejournal.com]

*comforts* I understand this. I feel like someone beat me with the angry stick. :p Twice. I hope you can get some sleep. Nothing sucks like sleep deprivation.

[technophobia.livejournal.com]

*hugs, just because*

[amythyst7.livejournal.com]

Feel better. Hope you find pleasant unconsciousness soon.

[pollymel.livejournal.com]

Gotta say, one of the things that makes me able to live with housemates is my ability to sleep through stuff. Otherwise there might be mayhem. Well, there would be. Thank goodness for early training.

Sleep good.