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Saturday, apparently.
Oct. 15th, 2011 02:32 amIt is Saturday, apparently. This confuses me dreadfully because last time I looked it was Tuesday. That being the day when I keeled over with the worst stomach virus in the history of stomach viruses. I'm quite crap at being ill. I mean, I'm good at being mildly ill, like when I have a nasty cold or something and I say, "Slave girls-" as I say to people who are often demonstrably not even girls "-Slave girls, where are the tea, crackers, and various soups, where?" But I'm rubbish at being really ill, at which point I just want to be left alone until my corpse starts to smell.
Anyway, I staggered downstairs to notice that the house was somewhat less barky than it usually is, which prompted a brief note of panic till I was remembered that one of the last acts I did before keeling over was ask the more pleasant and canine inclined of my neighbours if she wouldn't mind looking after the dogs till I felt slightly better prepared to not fatally neglect them.
Anyway, dogs have been retrieved - Charlie is doing cartwheels to see me again, Baxter liked it better at the other house and won't look at me - and flowers and wine have been given to pleasant neighbour.
Hmm. There was really no point to this post other than to test my powers of comedy and see if I could make my horrific stomach virus funny, I suspect I couldn't. Ah well.
Anyway, I staggered downstairs to notice that the house was somewhat less barky than it usually is, which prompted a brief note of panic till I was remembered that one of the last acts I did before keeling over was ask the more pleasant and canine inclined of my neighbours if she wouldn't mind looking after the dogs till I felt slightly better prepared to not fatally neglect them.
Anyway, dogs have been retrieved - Charlie is doing cartwheels to see me again, Baxter liked it better at the other house and won't look at me - and flowers and wine have been given to pleasant neighbour.
Hmm. There was really no point to this post other than to test my powers of comedy and see if I could make my horrific stomach virus funny, I suspect I couldn't. Ah well.