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Work's been stressful. It's been stressful for me and it's been a lot more stressful for dear Prince O Darkness.

This weekend is the Horror Movie Slumberfest with Andrew and his new girl, Joanna. Despite my lobbying to have it at my place, once again, the brat refuses to come here and instead insists I drag my ass up to Inwood, Inwood is at the very tip of Manhattan, practically in the Bronx. Jersey City is just across the river from the opposite tip. It's a good 2 hour trip from door to door, and I've taken it several times; Andrew has taken it zero times, despite repeated invitations. Frankly, I'm a little annoyed about that. I may not have a projector, but I have lots of comfy lounging space.

Anyway. That's the plan for the weekend. I hope I feel more up to it tomorrow. Today was horrible for me, physically. Several people asked me why Iooked so miserable ("It can't be that bad... it's almost the weekend!") It's really just because of the cold I've been fighting, and the fact that my period started today (Crampy the Wonder Dwarf returns!) and I stupidly, stupidly took two doses of Nyquil to get to sleep last night. I'd been taking a dose a night for the last two weeks, which is ridiculous, but last night I panicked, thinking I'd forced myself to stay awake through the effectiveness, so I took another dose.

I was completely stoned all day. Stoned on Nyquil. I felt so fuzzy-headed and detached. That and the cramps and the hurty sinuses and throat made for a very sad day indeed. And yet I had no trouble doing my work. I could answer ridiculous questions from Dippity Do's with no trouble at all, but then I'd knock over a box of paperclips while trying to stand up. It was so stupid.

And the lady at work threw out my food, which I was going to take home for dinner. I left work as crabby as crabby can be.

But I came home and made some low-carb brownies from a mix, and turned on some mindless movie with Demi Moore shaving her head and Viggo Mortensen with a creepy moustache, and I've been knitting my scarf.

I already have the scrambled-egg scarf, but I need a slightly less bulky scarf for cold-but-not-blizzardy days. I'm usually too much of a snob to knit with acrylic, but I make exceptions for Lion Brand Homespun, which is so fluffy and silky and comfy, it's the only acrylic yarn I really like. Gina bought a bunch of it and never used it and last year I idly picked up a sunshiney skein and started making a skinny ribbed scarf, and that's what I aim to finish this weekend. It's gotten really nippy out and I'm tired of using someone's hot-pink scarf. (Who left a hot pink scarf here? Was it you?)

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