ungh

my ass hurts a lot.
it really does.
but i'm in more distress from my sinuses. They don't hurt, but they're sort of unevenly filled with goo, and I'm just kind of... disoriented. I mean, I'm not exactly dizzy, but I'm having trouble negotiating with the real world. I decided to eat lunch, as my stomach was rumbling a bit ago, and I took a container of cottage cheese out of the fridge, and entirely missed the counter and instead dropped it onto the floor so it exploded.
Which, I mean, it's not that different from how I normally live my life, only I'm kind of moreso than usual. Which is upsetting, but, I've felt a lot sicker and survived, so I suppose I shouldn't be too worried.
It really hurts to sit, though, but I just can't manage to stand up while getting anything done, so I'm sitting anyway, and it's getting way old.

Also it hurts my ass when I cough. Who'd've thunk?


In short, I am a sad sack of useless. I also have managed only about 1000 words over the last two days. It's kind of pathetic. I'm excited for Act III but Act II isn't done and also I'm confused about where it's going, so, eh.

not whining

I am not whining about my cold. Not whining. Not. Whining. NOT. Whining.
I just wish I didn't squeak when I breathed. That's really annoying.

Not whining!!!

I just wasted like three hours reading about Bronze Age clothing. Then I recognized one of the websites and realized I'd done this before. Oh yeah, I remember.
It's like Past!Me is a different person than Now!Me and nothing she's done counts.
Durrrrrrrrrrr.

Anyway, the information out there is spectactularly poorly-organized. Just thought I'd share. Also much of it is in Danish and none of the Internet translators translate Danish. My cousin could probably translate it, but I think I'll have better things for him to do when he visits.

Man my ass hurts when I cough. This is sort of faintly embarrassing except that I am too miserable to care. Ugh!

(Not whining.)

I am going to post my latest progress to treigylgweith. Go me! It will be worthwhile. However, it may also be somewhat incoherent, as I haven't, of course, proofread it since being sick.

And in my defense, I would be posting .mp3 files as gifts to everybody who bothers to read, but I still haven't got an FTP program on this computer. How lame am I? *Monty Python-esque Life Of Brian crowd shouts back:* "WAY LAME!"

Yay me!

Please take notice that I am still not whining. Look! Not whining!