You dun whu?

So whussup, LT?

Well, I worked, I came back, I spun around the kitchen trying to make the insane and frankly scary mess there into something that could almost be once again used for culinary purposes. I thnk I located and eradicated the slightly scary odour that assailed me as I came in the front door (The veggie waste collector thing was full and needed tipping into the composter. And the bin smelled like fish though I don't know why.)
So yes, cleaned all that up, ran the hoover round a bit to pick up the worst of the detritus downstairs, and chased away viewoftheworld's drunken sailor monkeys. I think they stowed away in the muse package, either that or I should stop letting mum cook because oh my GOD the kitchen was a mess this morning... O_o

Now just waiting for Char to turn up. Any time between 12 and 3 depending on how long the crazy college people keep her for.

I should go play with my meat for this evening.


Look, see, Icon Sim!Wolvie is impressed with me too...

Evening Standard

*falls backwards into her chair*

Ahhhh, dinner despatched. And it was good, even if I do say so myself. The beef was tender and tasty with mustard, juicy and good. The potatoes were done to a turn and, even though we ended up being 2 people short (Rachie was ill and Bunny was too scared to come on his own [???] apparently) we didn't have much in the way of leftovers so I consider it a success.
The cake wasn't bad either.

I really was planning to go to the city tomorrow, but I still haven't worked out if it's worth the inSANE parking fee to take the car, or if it's worth the evil crap weather to take the bus. Still undecided on that. I may wait and see what the morning brings. Or I'll just stay home and spend all day doing my laundry.

Oh, the excitement :p

Was nice to see Char though... we chatted a lot about random stuff and nonsense and things. Must see if she's doing anything on valentines again this year, and whether she feels like repeating last year sitting in the dark eating chocolate, drinking Bacardi, watching violent movies and pretending it's not a big, goopy, coupley love-fest elsewhere. ;p
And now I must catch up on the flist which I've been ignoring all day.

Because it's someone else's turn to deal with the kitchen mess. I cooked, ergo I don't clean.

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COUGHCOUGHCOUGHHACKCHOKE

Christ... So yesterday morning I woke up with a bit of an annoying cough. But because I'm still mildly congested from the tail end of that cold at new year's I thought little of it. Barely even noticeable congestion, really. But I'd fallen asleep on my back that night, so I figured, ok, just a bit of early morning goop, it'll be gone by lunchtime.

But fuck me if I haven't stopped coughing since. And it's a really ANNOYING, tickly cough that's driving me completely nuts. Just sprung out of nowhere. Seriously. Like as if someone's stirred up all the dust in the world and wafted it in my direction. >.<

GAH!

*sporks lungs in the hope it stops them*