Sir breakfasted averagely. Sir also came into work fully suspecting that this might happen since my entire head still felt like the cerebro-spinal fluid had been replaced with molten tin. Ideal for making glass, NBG for brains.
The visuals were in the other eye. I do so enjoy not being able to read, it lends an entirely different perspective to the day.
I've thus far managed without the puking, though there was this one time on the gibberdilly line when several tourists were very lucky not to be wearing my lunch.
Since I don't have a dark place, I'm making do with randomly upgrading some machines away from a prehistoric version of ssh.
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Date: 2005-03-08 01:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-08 01:54 pm (UTC)The visuals were in the other eye. I do so enjoy not being able to read, it lends an entirely different perspective to the day.
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Date: 2005-03-08 03:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-08 03:21 pm (UTC)Since I don't have a dark place, I'm making do with randomly upgrading some machines away from a prehistoric version of ssh.
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Date: 2005-03-08 03:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-08 06:00 pm (UTC)I'm pretty sure that the reason I feel quite so awful on ferries (and afterwards) is that I *don't* puke.
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Date: 2005-03-08 03:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-08 03:22 pm (UTC)If only I could remember that menu...