Crash

[smokingboot]

Not a vehicle, not a system, me.

I just had a quick nap, to get over a night of heavy talk and trivia; Woke up 5 hours later to find that I have missed work entirely, and not even phoned in to give them a reason. For the life of me, I can't think of what to tell them. Actually, I can't think at all. Am now bizarrely freezing again, and feeling ever so down.

Man, this is rough.

Comments

[bytepilot.livejournal.com]

(hugs)
Keep warm, drink water/tea/squash not booze or coffee.

Hope that work are understanding about these things.
(more hugs)

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Work be buggled! I am dying of rubbish circulation and food hatred. Even the strawberries taste bad.

Tea and squash sounds like a good idea.

Lovely to see you on Monday btw!

[bytepilot.livejournal.com]

I suspect thursday night's medicine was/is doing you no good.
The food hatred is a clue.
It does go away.
(hugs)

Very good to see you too Oh Gorgeous Girl. Spending a little* time with you has reminded me of a number of wonderful things, and of course engendered an even greater desire to see you again. Time for a plan...


*Too Little time. I could spend weeks curled up talking nonsense with you and still be smiling.

Medicine

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Yarr. And more of the same on Tuesday night was just plain silly of me. When will I ever grow up!

Still, beginning to recover now. And looking forward to the next plan...