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I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving.

I was amazingly productive today, completely reversing the trend of uselessness I've been setting for a while. I cleaned the house for hours (and hours). I had a list and I made it most of the way through it. Now I've got a chicken curry marinating and I'm getting ready to start cooking.

I will sleep the sleep of the righteously exhausted tonight.

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: The Cure "Mint Car"

"I owe my soul to each fork in the road,
each misleading sign." - Poi Dog Pondering "Thanksgiving"

The virus in my throat makes proper enjoyment of food impossible. I swallow the first bite with a wince. The later bites only become tolerable as my threshold of pain increases to the point where I can't feel anything. The food tastes good, but my usual sprint for seconds is replaced by a suspicious glare at the food.

Mind you this is nothing really to complain about. I don't have a fever. I'm sleeping well. And other than taking sustenance and trying to talk above a low conversational tone my throat is trouble free. Even the throat thing has been worse...

( 1984 )

This afternoon I'm drinking lots of tea and formatting some more books for the ebook. Later I might have some eggnog with rum. :)