Oh my god, I'm dead.
Jun. 24th, 2004 11:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
changeling*Makes a groaning noise like someone being rudely awakened from a 20 year lie-in in a coffin* Spent about eight hours with Steph, cleaning Liam's house. My back, she hurts like a hurty thing. And I have nausea from all the cleaning products I have been inadvertently inhaling. And the chocolate Liam bought us on the way home, because he is a wonderful boy whom we love. Otherwise we wouldn't be doing it.
Am still unable to recognise polenta when I see it. At least I think it was polenta. I don't remember. In my defence, I would have only had it for the first time last year.
Will attempt to catch up on flist and so forth this weekend. There's a couple of things by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
weaselbeast and billradish in particular that I want to catch up on. Am too dead to do it tonight, and tomorrow I am going to Epicure. And having a Visible Ink meeting. And we're also doing more cleaning in Liam's house. Not necessarily in that order.
Am still unable to recognise polenta when I see it. At least I think it was polenta. I don't remember. In my defence, I would have only had it for the first time last year.
Will attempt to catch up on flist and so forth this weekend. There's a couple of things by
weaselbeast and billradish in particular that I want to catch up on. Am too dead to do it tonight, and tomorrow I am going to Epicure. And having a Visible Ink meeting. And we're also doing more cleaning in Liam's house. Not necessarily in that order.