The Blood is the Life.

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Five minutes to 8 and nothing to do. Grrrrrrrr.

Went home early yesterday with a low grade fever, cold feeling in chest and general out-of-it-ness.

Woke up this morning in full crimson wave mode.

So now I'm doped up on 1000 mgs of Excedrin and drinking hot chocolate because I can't afford the uber-yummy chocolate cake from the cafe up the street. Nicely relaxed and wondering what the hell I'm going to do with myself until 830 or whenever my partner is going to show.

Sweetshop has stalled out due to a need for massive studying on Japanese tea ceremony. Any references would be welcome. Hey, I should probably post more of that up, huh? Yeah.

Two minutes.

I'm cold. This bloody office. Hah! A/C has been wonky for weeks, even with the jury-rigged fix. That's how I knew I wasn't well yesterday. Sweating in a 50 degree office.

No more birth control pills, yay! Let's see how well rhythm+condoms work THIS time around.

I think I'm going to go read 160.

The Blood is the Life.