timing is everything
Sep. 30th, 2009 09:52 amLast week I had a cold. Over the weekend I had a stomach bug. Today I've got cramps. Three's the charm, I suppose. I hope that means I'm done with misery for a while after this.
I was supposed to make oatmeal for breakfast this morning. I bought milk and raisins just so I'd have the things needed to make it tasty. I forgot to buy sugar. D'oh! No problem, I'll just have a horribly unhealthy but yummy poptart for breakfast, courtesy of the vending machine in the lobby at work. BROKEN! Man, I'm just batting zero this week. But I have coffee, and I'll eat a bowl of cereal and a banana with the kids, so I won't really starve. And it's nice and cool and rainy outside, the sort of weather that used to make me want to write and write and write. It still does, sort of. I was composing all sorts of stories in my head on the walk to work. None of them fanfic, all original, even. So the day isn't a total write-off.
I was supposed to make oatmeal for breakfast this morning. I bought milk and raisins just so I'd have the things needed to make it tasty. I forgot to buy sugar. D'oh! No problem, I'll just have a horribly unhealthy but yummy poptart for breakfast, courtesy of the vending machine in the lobby at work. BROKEN! Man, I'm just batting zero this week. But I have coffee, and I'll eat a bowl of cereal and a banana with the kids, so I won't really starve. And it's nice and cool and rainy outside, the sort of weather that used to make me want to write and write and write. It still does, sort of. I was composing all sorts of stories in my head on the walk to work. None of them fanfic, all original, even. So the day isn't a total write-off.