It’s 12:12 p.m. as I sit down to write this. I am just now having my first coffee of the day. This is not a good thing.
I’m going on a mere few hours of sleep over the past 48 hours due to “the sickness” hitting Helm’s Deep. It hasn’t hit me yet, but there is a bit of a tickle building in the back of my throat, and I fear that this lack of proper rest might finally be catching up with me.
The battery charger for my D50 stopped working, so I need to order another one. And, of course, my battery is clinging to life by a thread.
I have projects that I would love to (and need to) be working on right now, but have neither the time or energy to work on them.
There are other things going on right now that make me feel so frustrated, I feel like I could club a baby seal. Much of it not in my life, but in the lives of people I care for deeply.
What I really feel like doing today is picking the controller back up and diving into Fallout 3 again. That probably won’t happen.
This has been a post about first world problems.
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- glitterbubbles said:hugs, Ralph! and lots of love. xoxoxoxo
- tricialew said:I feel your pain and I hope the sickness doesn’t hit your family hard. I wholeheartedly recommend at least a few hours of video game therapy. I’m still a-coughin’ but I feel like a new person after meds and Zelda for a whole day. Hope it gets better!
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