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Wednesday, April 9th, 2008 11:26 pmWords are very difficult to use this past week or two. Words are slippery little things. I try to find one and I find that another has slipped out from between my teeth when I wasn't aware, or maybe I'm surprised by a burst of nonsense that comes out in place of a word. Following others' words is difficult too, though easier than finding my own.
I'm tired of my brain hurting. It's not fun. Tried going for a walk this evening and came much too close to passing out. That's not fun either.
On the fun side, I gave in to the urge to splurge last week and ordered a couple of CDs, one of which arrived yesterday. The Kaviar Sessions by the late Kevin Gilbert's band Kaviar may be the album in my collection most deserving of a parental advisory sticker (heck, the CD cover itself deserves a sticker), but something about the song "Death Orgy 9000" is good for taking my mind off of things for a while.
Here's hoping tomorrow is a better day.
I'm tired of my brain hurting. It's not fun. Tried going for a walk this evening and came much too close to passing out. That's not fun either.
On the fun side, I gave in to the urge to splurge last week and ordered a couple of CDs, one of which arrived yesterday. The Kaviar Sessions by the late Kevin Gilbert's band Kaviar may be the album in my collection most deserving of a parental advisory sticker (heck, the CD cover itself deserves a sticker), but something about the song "Death Orgy 9000" is good for taking my mind off of things for a while.
Here's hoping tomorrow is a better day.