First off: food poisoning is horrible. I know wiki says that it lasts between 24-72 hours. Bull-friggin-*beep*. To that, I am going to pledge to obey the food expiration date and keep Pepto-Bismol on hand at all times. I hadn’t eaten a decent meal between Saturday morning and Tuesday night.
For those keeping track, yes, it’s been a rough two weeks: I caught a bad cold on the 13th, which lasted until Wednesday; spent two days feeling marginally better; and then got hit with a bad scoop of sour cream that didn’t leave me alone until last night.
For the record, White Spot makes fantastic comfort food, for example: roast chicken, veggies, and mashed potatoes. It was so yummy. I still couldn’t finish it all. But I ate most of it, which is far more than the measly four bites I usually could stomach (I’m so tired of broth).
And then I slept the whole night through. The whole night. Seriously, I didn’t consider that a luxury until I went through three nights in a row waking up every two hours.
But that’s all done and over. Mostly (I still have a random cough).
Tonight was all fun and games. Why? Cuz I cracked open Tales of Symphonia again and went hunting down the women folk. Again. I am on the mission. The mission of all players. To hit on every female possible in two worlds. And get the grand title of Gigolo.
Yes, I’m female in real life. Why do you ask?
It’s really a cleansing feeling… Each time I cough, there’s another glob that goes out and my lungs rattle and wheeze a little less.
The good thing is that the burning in my nasal passages are gone from Sunday. The chill from Monday is gone. The sore throat from Tuesday is only a memory.
Now it’s just the gunky lungs. And the ever-changing voice pitch.
That and feeling like I’m better off huddled around a hot water bottle (Yes, I called in sick today).
Due to arrive here at my home in… 11 days. So, I’ve been told.
I just had to email a friend of 20 years that I won’t be able to make it to her Mexico-get-away wedding, because I couldn’t afford a week away from work that would cost me two grand.
But I’ve been thinking and saying for a year now, that yeah, I can do that.
Well, the last month and a half have clearly shown me how fluid money is.
So no. No, I can’t do that.
Ugh. I feel so guilty.
Can I say that again? I am no longer dependant on the grace of taxis!
My boss asked one of his warehouse guys if he could give me a lift and Greg said he was willing to work it out with me! So we test drove on Friday afternoon, and then today to and from the office. Success!
On the way back today, I brought up the topic of figuring out how much I should give him a week, or a trip, and he said he would work out how many kilometres it was out of his way… I shrugged and asked him if $40 a week was enough. “Sure!” he replied.
Taxi fare is $120 a week minimum.
Good. Deal done. Continue reading
Remember how I mentioned that I didn’t have the Library set up? It’s halfway there now. Yesterday, I took a look inside and went, “Ah bugger it,” and went at it with a screw driver and a vacuum.
But where do the books go?
The room still lacks books on shelves (an integral part of a library), but it does have chairs and shelves with plants on them and the aforementioned pictures are now hanging on the walls.
I’m hoping to get some solid bookshelves in, possibly something that can be wall mounted, but I’m leaning more towards good old-fashioned free-standing pieces. Seeing as I’ve got things on the walls already, I won’t be doing the floor-to-ceiling ideas, though that would be awesome–really awesome–I’m only 5’3″ tall. So unless I buy a ladder to go along with the 9′ shelves, I won’t be reading anything on the top two shelves (Wait, maybe I can stick the recipe books up there). Kinda of a waste of space, ain’t it? Continue reading
On the way home today, I had the horrible, awful, idea that Wal-Mart might have picture frames. I was pretty sure they did. So, on the way through the mall to get to the bus, I detoured. In I went.
Yes, the store did have picture frames. So many picture frames. In even more variations than HomeSense, which is a dedicated home-decor store.
I stood in front of the racks for a few minutes, then texted Adam. The pictures I wanted to hang, what sizes are they?
Twenty minutes later, I was sitting at the bus stop with three large frames in a bag.
Two hours later, I was home and…
Aren’t they gorgeous?