Well it’s something like eleventy million degrees out there, and despite feeling like something the cat dragged in, I have managed to get all my work done and still go out for coffee. What I took for a bad hangover on Friday saw me going home to my death bed before lunchtime, and considering that I still feel lousy, I guess I either have a bug or my ear issues are to blame.
Whatever the case, with a bit of Robert Smith, some vitamin water and my trusty fan, I’m feeling a little bit ok. Nothing beats The Cure when you’re in a funny mood… cheerfully morbid, uplifting alternative – I don’t know how they do it, but it always makes things feel good again.
A few thoughts…
1. Insomnia is a bitch. I woke up somewhere before 4am this morning, tried and failed to get back to sleep, got up to phaff around online, slept for a half hour, woke up again, finally got a few hours sleep. And I feel shattered and uneasy, sucks!
2. While I’m in rant mode, it also annoys me that I am not feeling on top of my game right now. Ears or whatever, it’s a sad day when you can’t enjoy a bit of Long Street mayhem without wanting to die the next day. And I’m not sure I want to risk a repeat performance this weekend, not if I’m doing this cat mission tomorrow. But who knows, I may change my mind later. Ack.
3. Do you know how hard it is to find ghd hair products in the City Bowl? Lank hard as it turns out, apparently Partners in Gardens Centre has, but it’s too much of a mission to get there today so I have to wait to get the thermal protector spray I need.
4. Being the clutz I am, somehow I manage to wack my ankle on the back of my slops when I walk. A little scab was bad enough, today on my way home from coffee on Kloof Street I knocked off the scab and had to walk up my hill bleeding, with grocery bags in each hand and weird looks from neighbours.
5. In case I haven’t mentioned it enough, tomorrow I will most likely (barring any changes of plan) be fetching my prodigal emo cat from P-berg. This is very exciting indeed, I’ve gotten cat food and cat litter, and can’t wait to not only retrieve Sonic but also to see the new kittens and enjoy some P-berg chillax!
I feel wistful and weird today. In a strange state of limbo, a nap is quite possibly in order. And some peppermint rooibos and wasabi peanuts perhaps, hmm.
She said whaaat?